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pointed leaves pressing

well wishing

this kind of hour

Black Hours

Gospel according to for good or ill ourselves

Saint Light

(x = space)

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Saint Light

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Lucia

Giving birth

In spirit

And calendar

To solstice

Then to Christmas

The festivals of days

Sung by ancient voices

Variously doctrinaire

Also enculturated

Now

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Santa Lucia

Lights

On wreaths

In Scandinavia

Illumined

In other nations

Other places

Say

In Syracuse

On Sicily

Where

Then

And throughout

There is

The song

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Special food

(everywhere)

As well

To match the time

The separation

From

Ordinary drives

Today

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Christian

And also enculturated

Much like the season

We inhabit

Of so many

Days

The stories

With their membership

On hearing

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Close to solstice

So also for

The timing

Of these broader days

Say longer nights

For fears

In all of this

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Small lights in the darkness

‘Til banks of angels

Set the stars on fire with

Announcements

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Here is the day

Here is the sky

Fear not

Winter is not the end

We promise spring

With longer days

Dressed

Inside

Outside

Green and health

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So for these colder days

To north

And scalding days to south

We without angels

Maybe

Maybe offer news

As gospel

Good news

And

Oh

So many stories

To tell each other

Through

Seasons’ hardships

And hard feelings

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Also then

Some for

In fact

Bonfires

Like the angels and the stars

Though mostly

For the axis of the Earth

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The smaller lights will do

But sometimes large

For dancing near

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‘Til later on

In spring

And then the fall

The equinox secure

The balance in

All better things

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on Santa Lucia Day

(13 December 2023)

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Shadowlands

(x = space)

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Shadowlands

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Plato

C. S. Lewis

My hand by

The computer light

Shadows with shadows,

I suppose

With something firmer

On the other side

That could be relied on

For an eternity

Something waiting

Something inspiring

An ideal

A world of ideals

That’s what we learned

In school

So what have we here?

Which world shimmers

For the other

Though we presume

The other world’s better?

What do we sense here?

What do we make?

What lasts?

We have our treasures

And we try to keep them

We use guards

We have alarms

Things might fade anyway

Or break

And we keep making

Stockpiling art

With care

In both kinds of caves

Like those who aren’t so well-

Obsessed with money

Or better

With a hope for all

The way we might stockpile food

And why not

Against the day

Except for exigent hunger

(there should be enough

for both)

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Yet if they’re right

We’ll have it all again

Art and food

Anything of profit

By virtue,

Perfect there

And permanent

And with ourselves, perhaps,

Polished and redeemed

As on this side

We sometimes polish

Precious metal with

Satisfaction after

That self-effacing

Might be and become

A shimmering

Evangelism:

Grand art, you see,

And easy,

Arduous science

For both

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the verse alludes to Plato’s allegory of the cave

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the title is a term that is a metaphor for mortal life

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Ex-Temporaneous

(x = space)

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Ex-Temporaneous

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It’s a dark day

Not enough for a

Ritual outside

And there’s rain

The sun tries

To come through

In patches

Dark hours nonetheless

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That might be spent

At midnight

In the loft,

A vigil

And an offering

Prayer life in the dark

Ages behind that

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Maybe a candle

Of the kind

That does not curse the darkness

But slices through it

If in, well, a fuzzy way

Batteries included

Diffuse Light and shadow

Diffuse

With unscripted words

Everything

Partnering

For the message

For the words

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About Some Light

(x = space)

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About Some Light

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It’s dark:

Light a candle

(It can be electric)

To know the darkness

In relationship,

Which is the way to know

Nearly all

Good things

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Knowing things

In relationship

(well,)

It can be electric,

Maybe a shock

But mostly learning,

Reflecting (hah) on

Brighter

(darker)

Currents through

Creation

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