Shortest day. Winter Solstice. I've written about it so many times before. I like these transcendental recurring moments. Ritual.
They seem to be coming about more quickly, though.
I can't quite get into the Christmas spirit. We've watched a few movies, "Elf" and "Bad Santa," but last night we watched "Joker." Now there was a real downer.
I still have to buy presents. I hate buying presents. It is not because I am a Grinch; I'm just not good at it.
It is dark and it is Winter and Christmas is just about here. It's time to have those drinks with friends.
Poem of the Day . (do you already subscribe and I'm spamming you here?)
ReplyDeleteWinter 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
distance
(a scream in silence
where between the two
points what touches
is a curve around the world
(the dance unmoving).
new york, 1969
It's interesting. I need to do several readings. I don't know this Hilda. Poems in America at the time she wrote it were interesting. Some of my favorite poets - Weldon Kees, Delmore Schwartz, and the unmatchable Mr. Frank O'Hara were doing it. I guess Ashbery and Mr. Ferlinghetti (Oh I love him too).
Anyway, my intention was not to blather tonight - but I just got home - smoked a little and BOOM Lisa Can't Stop. Everyone is already sleeping - they left Florida at 5:30 this AM and got the to Cape close to 4. But yes - they arrived and it feels like Christmas Has Arrived. Just need my son home.
It's beginning to look a lot like
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MUPGxVCIvrI