winter solstice
eve of longest night.
light a candle
feast with kin;
rest ye merry gentlemen
cries of the longest night.
bitter and black
the wolves have sharpened their fangs
bitter and black
the sun is born again.
YOU ARE READING
Meet Me in the Woods
Poetryassorted poetry inspired by nature, family and the life of a person who spends far too much time in her head. (sexuality, death and decay are alluded to or directly addressed in some of my poems. these poems are marked by "*" in the chapter title.) ...
