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dear God about the seasons

Released

(x = space)

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Released

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Winter starts tomorrow

Summer to the south

There is no snow forecasted

(in the north)

For a while

Another drier

Warmer

Winter time

Which is all right

For fear of snow

Blizzard and ice

That keep us in

With or without

The victuals we might need

(for all precautions)

But in terms of sleeping ground

The frozen seeds

The insects

Everything that hibernates

The warmth unseasonal

Won’t help

And we’ll awake to spring

Plus winter in the south

That isn’t right

That imbalances

That takes away the timing

That Earth needs

And all upon it

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Yes

There’s climate change

And eldritch melting

At the poles

Interesting for observation

And for extracting mammoth bones

Maybe not so promising

For what else

Might be released

Into the air

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C L Couch

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Lean To

(x = space)

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Lean To

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Tomorrow is the solstice

Light a fire

At least inside

To illuminate

The difference should

We notice

The Earth

Starting to lean

The other way

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Toward spring

But through the winter

First

At least in this

Our half the sphere

With summer

To the south

Where

Who might also wonder

What we’re doing

Upside-down

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A fire

To light up

To redefine the shadows

Make them sharper

And more welcoming

For shadow-beings

And the

Shadow parts of us

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The Earth should turn

All worlds should turn

Since

In turning

There is gravity

And life

And with so many

Moving

Lights

Boundaried by dark

So that both

May show the way

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Through the seasons

Of the cosmos

Back to our minds

For reasoning

And imagining

Our place

Ringed inside everything

And the part

We cannot contain

Even inside ourselves

Because the abstract

Hook

Containers

With the infinite

For reason

And imagination

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Rendering all borders

Malleable

If not changeable

The way the seasons

Change

Yet look

To stay the same

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We are changeable

Unchangeable

Like Earth

And everything we lean on

While it leans

Like an invitation

To try something

Maybe straight

Like equinoxes

Maybe bent

Like the invitation

In the solstices

And all the life

Moving foundation

As it were

For the inventing

Co-creation

Inside

In between

All the round

Seasons

Leaned into

Also

Broken

Wondrously by

New days

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Photo by Sarah Tona on Unsplash

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look! up in the sky

(x = space)

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look! up in the sky

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a lunar people

even now and then

to appreciate

the harvest moon

the supermoon

that was an arc over us

last night

and shall look good

big

that is

above us

all this evening

while it flies

round with marks

we make things of

above

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photo by Clay Banks on Unsplash

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Agapāte

Agapāte

 

Yesterday was a pretty day, you know

I took a step outside and breathed

The air was warm and cool and good

My neighbor passed by,

And we talked about the start of winter,

Which might have been at that moment

It could stay this way, we posited

With no power over seasons

 

In the south, I know it’s summer

We might think that’s wrongway

 

From there, we are the backward time

Turvy-topsy, as it were

I hope it’s a good summer

I hope we have a decent winter

In all the midland places

And extremes

I have no idea what we deserve

Thank goodness better love

Doesn’t count that way

 

C L Couch

 

 

Wild0ne / 269 images

https://pixabay.com/en/drop-wet-h2o-icicle-clean-cold-3065629/

 

Last Winter Sun

Last Winter Sun

 

The sun is wan today,

A last winter sun

 

Spring has been promised

Through the weather

Turns so far

 

And parochial nature

Will not disappoint

A tiding of her own

 

New days come forth

In warming days up north

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