New Year’s Display

The grass glows– budded diamonds pearly in the sun– and silver frosted chain adornments dazzling the show – There’s a grace to cold aloofness gray as darkling hard silent tufts of water-freeze fluff lilting to the ground, not a sound, or face. – But snow in sunlight, like a dream night waked from crystal sleep, […]

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In Your Light We See Light

What is a diamond in the dark? Or a mountain meadow with no light? What is the artist’s grandest mark or the whimsy of the clouds to night? Only blackness—like the hole that swallows whole my heart and eyes, down to the soul, blank as coal, where beauty haunts in whiffs and cries. If not […]

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Gift

As dark as coal the cloudless night so cold as snow the ground. Harder than the frosted dust the hearts of men around. Thick silence knit the skies to earth, as guilty Adam dreamed of paradise he could not reach of life that might abound. – The night was split in cries of light a […]

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Shadows

Shadows (shadows only) see the infant king. The shadow of a tired mother head upon the lap of a man, too tired to sleep. The shadows of the animals that peer in interest down at their firs lodger–in their trough. The shadows of the shepherds, hot and out of breath, that smell of sheep and […]

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Pondering

That lucid moment that parted all the pain behind from all the pain ahead— like God parting the sea and coming through to meet her— shined— brighter than the star, brighter than the angel hosts, brighter than the gleam in shepherds’ eyes.  This was no stable— but a palace. These were no shepherds— but princes.  […]

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Santa on Toast

I found a little Santa, inside a jar of cloves I pulled him out and deftly dusted off his clothes. I said “What ails you Santa, that you should be interred inside a kitchen prison so small and so absurd?” He said “you bungled dip-wit insulting me this way! I’ll teach your hide some manners […]

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Winter Fortress

Sap and resin, musk and scent deep in dark and piney, spiral twirls, and needle floors bundled up and spiny. – Faintly feint light penetrates with bits of floating tree dust microscopic atom worlds— eager to adjust – Without, the world’s a whisp of white accumulated piles icy slips and frigid nips silver cold for […]

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Christmas Lights

Passing by on the road the blackened shining windows of houses lying—-still. Abode of man melding in with night-ness creeping slowly into silent sleep. – What sight is this? a brash of brilliant, color splash electric green and red bedazzled string of shining lights Here a reindeer Santa, here a juggling Grinch here a snowflake […]

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I Believe

I believe Christmas matters because the whelming weight of sundown cold as dark presses in on us and reminds our souls why we need the light – I believe Christmas matters because pagans huddled up in huts dead as dark pressured by the prince of deep malevolence need to see the Life – I believe […]

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