Winter Solstice

Winter Solstice — Diana Hayes — This is the Moon’s Work

Daylight reappears

in a disguise

of featherless birds.

One wonders about


I have considered

the rough edge

of your voice,

the slow flight

of your words,

the tattered rhythms

of your speech,

and I know

that is the chorus

we no longer


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