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December 20, 2006

Snapshot 20 December 02006

one day
to solstice

all my days
grow short

they begin late
they end early

today the sky
is wide pale blue

the radio plays
its seasonal songs

the sparrows
sing theirs

all my years
contract

they shrink
they pass

quickly

i am carried
through them

by time and love
and loyalty

by persistent
determined friends

who open my house
to light

who open
my heart

Holidailies, Snapshot Poems 2006

3 responses to “Snapshot 20 December 02006”

rel

December 21, 2006 at 10:53 am

Sb,
Well said!
rel

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twitches

December 22, 2006 at 8:25 am

This is a great snapshot of the season.

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Hugh O’Donnell

December 23, 2006 at 4:43 pm

Lovely – an more?
http://hugho.blogspot.com

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I do not use AI to write. For me, writing is how I think, and I prefer to do it myself. If/when I post anything here that I suspect or know to be AI generated, I will tell you.

I have changed this from Artificial to Ancestral, after Abi Awomosu @ Substack. This medium was made with human history, human thought. All of it, bright and dark. It is ancestral.

Poems

Please do not assume that I am the speaker/ subject of my poems.

In these times of creative nonfiction and fictionalized memoirs, I think of the poem itself as true fiction: it is most likely not factual, but it must be true.

It is likely to be — it is best if it is — a truth I did not know before I wrote, and may not understand even then.

A poem is my way of discovering (dis-covering) what I feel; sometimes, what I think — but it is not necessarily biographical.

Snapshot 20 December 02006

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