Solstice Cadralor #poetry #earthweal

I.
Solstice
nadir and zenith
souls to ice
cold moon to blazing sun

II.
Frost glitters upon
engravings of the ancient earth
glacier-carvings
place of life begun

III.
Candy-cane stripes
dancing sailors’ hornpipes
spray hitting window panes
someone is dancing

IV.
Alone
dusk falling
like a prayer which dies upon the lips
unheard

V.
Solstice arcs
towards penumbral light
refracting rainbows 
into infinity 

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Written for earthweal

I know, I’m supposed to be on a break, and Cindy Georgakas is laughing as she reads this, but after reading Brendan’s superb essay on grief and hope at solsticetide, I couldn’t resist contributing something.

Fare ye well, earth-travellers!

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  1. Beautiful, Ingrid. I think this really is the time of year we (in the north) see these contradictions.
    I didn’t know you were on a break, but it’s up to you to decide what that means. 😏 Happy Holidays!

  2. These are so beautiful. I especially love dusk falling like a prayer which dies upon the lips. Awesome!

  3. Stripes and rainbows! Could anything be more opposite? In each snapshot, opposites resolve, yet as a whole, I can only wish the prayer reaches its target.

  4. “You wouldn’t let it lie!” 😉

    [you couldn’t let it lie, thankfully. It’s the
    tiny leonines within the lines, I think, that make this piece so fragile, so formidable, Ingrid. Aces] x

  5. The calador form allows for crisp observations wide and and near in the eye of solstice. It’s serene and sublime both. (The video is superb – I was wondering as I got up if there was a great instrumental setting “In The Bleak Midwinter” and you found a glorious example.)

  6. Beautifully existing in and of its own universe, and shared with each. I also praised the first and last stanza being on solstice – I thought that was a touch of smarts. Hope you have a fruitful new year.

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