winter

Lament of Water

Lament of Water 1920 1285 Lesley-Anne Evans

Snow again this morning after several days of deep freeze. Slow flakes freed from heaven lay down at earth’s feet. So much emptying.     I would love to live…

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Come, come again

Come, come again 150 150 Lesley-Anne Evans

When the sun is book-ended by cloud and the kitchen lights are lit by 3, when long-term plans are no longer relevant after darkness falls, when the evening hours outlast…

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Sub Zero

Sub Zero 150 150 Lesley-Anne Evans

The fridge trickles and pops, the ice maker oblivious to the deep freeze outside, and our growing thirst  for wine, and flames. The lake is thick skinned with ice. Like…

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Tired of Waiting

Tired of Waiting 150 150 Sarah Rennicke

The freshness of a winter sky spritzes my heart with tiny shards of pain. The kind that scars something magnificent into your soul. They are prickling fingernails scratching my skin,…

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The darkness of the season

The darkness of the season 150 150 JJ Landis

October falls into our lives every year. People bemoan the end of summer. “October already!” they say. “I can’t believe it. Where did summer go?” We are repeatedly amazed that…

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