Resolve at the Winter Solstice


between chainsaw & birdsong

the manure
in the mind the flowers

the earth like bread rising

the soggy haws
the fragrant sloes

I will make these days more clear

to look through & see life

between the thicket of opinion
& the taste of experience

grow small
between cracks in the pavement

between the joy the love the fear
we are still alive
this dusk of the final day

between loneliness & the solitude
I will try

to dance in the world we destroy

to be walking
with you

Posted: Tue 17 Nov, 2009