Tuesday, December 22, 2020

Everyone Writes a Drivelly Poem about the Winter Solstice - poem

 

Lawrence Hall

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Everyone Writes a Drivelly Poem about the Winter Solstice

 And entitles it

 “Winter Solstice,”

And yet Somehow the World Goes On

 

The sun seems to stand still, and too, the world

An Ouroboros of lockdowns and masks

And the increasing divisions of partisans

In yet another republic devouring itself

 

There is an insubstantial Christmas truce

Undeclared, a catching of breath and will

In hopes that two-faced Janus will close his doors

Against the failings of the coming year

 

The sun seems to stand still, and too, the world

We also wait, and search the skies for a Star

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