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Poetry Friday: Winter Solstice by Hilda Morley

A cold night crosses
our path
                 The world appears
very large, very
round now       extending
far as the moon does
                                       It is from
the moon this cold travels
                                       It is
the light of the moon that causes
this night reflecting distance in its own
light so coldly
                                         (from one side of
the earth to the other)
                                       It is the length of this coldness
It is the long distance
between two points which are
not in a line        now
                                      not a
straightness       (however
straight) but a curve only,
silver that is a rock reflecting
                                                     not metal
but a rock accepting
                    (a scream in silence
where between the two
points what touches
is a curve around the world
                                                     (the dance unmoving).

- Winter Solstice by Hilda Morley

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