Written for:  Poetic Asides #635

"Write a winter poem."

lingering light
gone in a blink before darkness
winter solstice


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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  1. I love that winter solstice means the sun won’t be leaving so quickly…well, gradually at least!


  2. Helen says:

    … and now we turn the corner / let there be light. 💜


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