Winter’s Final Interlude: a poem

The songbirds’ fanfare has sounded Winter’s frosty interludes last days not weeks Hints of green speckle the dry, golden grass While daylight’s performances grow longer The rustle of cracking seeds and curling roots Resounds beneath the thawing ground Rejuvenated souls stir from their slumber And pull back their immaculate blankets Warm breezes join hands with …

Finding Equilibrium

Art is the lie that enables us to realize the truth. – Pablo Picasso The Winter Solstice has just passed. The night sky is filled with celestial drama, as Jupiter and Saturn align so closely they appear almost as a single star. Fluttering atop the cosmic wheel, the times of long darkness and short daylight …

Final Winter Day

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. – Charles Dickens A stillness is falling here. A palpable apprehensiveness lurks in the shadows. The final day of winter has arrived. In an odd turn …

Winter Comes

If winter comes, can spring be far behind? – Percy Shelley The Winter Solstice has arrived. This day is time of great potency. Perhaps the first day of winter is humanity’s oldest holiday. These are the days of short sunlight and long darkness. Around the world, monumental structures, such as Stonehenge, have been built to …