During the Darkest Day
Although winter solstice is upon me,
darkening every corner of my house,
there is always ambient light, a flicker,
a wavering of love, a greening of house plants,
a nub on a tree waiting to become a leaf,
a sparrow darning light through
to the feeder, a whimpering of snowflakes.
Nothing Happening
they say nothing happens
but early dew-light
shudders low leaves
seasons are restless
like sparrow wings
whispering in flight
light flashes upwards
rubbing the deep sleep
from the sky
if left alone
the earth will return
to its natural state
intermingling larkspur
and daylights of sunflowers
their power to surprise
an outbreak of strewn leaves
try to escape
looping away
into the burgeoning last light
pretending to be streaking birds
and they say nothing ever happens
Martin Willitts Jr is a retired Librarian. He has over 20 chapbooks, plus 15 full-length collections His most recent chapbook is "You Enter, and It All Falls Apart" (Flutter Press, 2019).
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