Poems from Winter Solstice – 26th December 2020

Soft the air
the swan’s glide

the stones underneath

across the river
the departed ship

see the cormorant dive.

21/12/20

~

Looking for the river
by the banks

Hours we walked
over and under

There were geese and swans
and crowds

but the river showed
no face nor sound.

21/12/20

~~

An older man
at the open door,

From such difficulties
they rose, she says.

On the quiet street
with its vestibules.

24/12/20

~~~

Today, the seagulls sailed

and the graveyard paths

crossed by sunlight and memory.

25/12/20

Author: Workers' Archive

Covering sensitivity at work and beyond on my website: https://samuelaliblog.wordpress.com/

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