Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar

doggerel for the shortest day of the year (by yours truly)

While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease. KJV, Genesis 8:22

this is the bottom of the year
we have skidded, slid, rolled inexorably downward (through no fault of our own)
until we reached this place
this moment in the dark

and now
(through no merit of our own)
we begin
climb back up towards summer and daylight and the peak, that moment at which
once again
begin the descent toward winter
and the night
Tags: poetry

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