This poem speaks to how I felt this past year — so often sad, missing Cheryl and Cindy, yet also grateful for my many years with them, and grateful for the many blessings in my life. This dark season always makes me think of Cheryl and how she longed for the return of longer days. I used to look forward to your collaborative Solstice cards, with her art and your poetry. Thank you, thank you, for continuing with the poetry tradition!
Thank you, Pat. Cheryl and I were seasonal opposites—I have always loved autumn and winter and she rid on my enthusiasm sometimes to get out from under the gray. I have so many wonderful memories of those collaborations —so great to be reminded.
This is a touching poem, indeed. Solstice— a return of the light— is more poignant when contrasted with the sorrows of the year. As I leave the woes of 2024 behind, I look forward to turning my face to the sun with you and Peter and my beloved on the 21st.
Painful and beautiful. Thank you for both the pain and the beauty. And yes, the star is real, best viewed in the cold solstice season. Onward. May the turning of the year on Solstice Night bring you yet more beauty.
This poem speaks to how I felt this past year — so often sad, missing Cheryl and Cindy, yet also grateful for my many years with them, and grateful for the many blessings in my life. This dark season always makes me think of Cheryl and how she longed for the return of longer days. I used to look forward to your collaborative Solstice cards, with her art and your poetry. Thank you, thank you, for continuing with the poetry tradition!
Thank you, Pat. Cheryl and I were seasonal opposites—I have always loved autumn and winter and she rid on my enthusiasm sometimes to get out from under the gray. I have so many wonderful memories of those collaborations —so great to be reminded.
This is a touching poem, indeed. Solstice— a return of the light— is more poignant when contrasted with the sorrows of the year. As I leave the woes of 2024 behind, I look forward to turning my face to the sun with you and Peter and my beloved on the 21st.
Pam, yes, it was a difficult year, but I feel such a bright upturning just here at the end.
Pam, yes, it was a difficult year, but I feel such a bright upturning just here at the end.
Painful and beautiful. Thank you for both the pain and the beauty. And yes, the star is real, best viewed in the cold solstice season. Onward. May the turning of the year on Solstice Night bring you yet more beauty.
Thank you for your poem. Your sister was a friend of mine and I miss her too. She was so full of life. I ask myself how could this happen.
Exemplifies a living life