On the hill

on the hill, beneath the hill, the red fox marches

 

solstice

turns windows to gold

foxes to red noses

Cleveland to a Christmas card

and all the lights

to glory candles

Winter Solstice

illustrated by Rata Mahatta

waiting for the snow

for red berries on white mounds

icicles glistening

Christina Rossetti wrote:

“In the bleak mid-winter

Frosty winds made moan,

Earth stood hard as iron,

Water like a stone

Snow had fallen,

snow on snow,

Snow on snow,

In the bleak mid-winter,

Long ago.”