So(u)lstice — A Poem

An image of a pine-cone candle, lit and shedding beautiful light.
“So(u)lstice Flame” — C.Birde, 12/20

Longest, darkest night

Sun stopped, soul stretched,

wing-tipped in slow glide

toward Winter

Lips recite a thousand

half-recalled names of light

Hands clasp a telling dark

shot through with promise

& promise & promises

commingled in this slimmest

slip of slim hours.

— C.Birde, 12/20

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