Midwinter Poem by Jacqui Thewless

Midwinter

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With a two-fold cleft
this solstice sets about its clearance
someplace separate –
maybe it is stellar – in space.

First light
shears the landscape,
cold spears everything
and frost
forms an edge
for every margin.

Then, coming suddenly,
each brittle question
cracks:
Open.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
nomad omnia 01 October 2009

Your second verse is pure magic - there's nothing like dawn at mid-winter. Great work, Jacqui. N

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