Today is the shortest day of the year. Make every minute count. :-)
A lovely picture for you by Cobalt Moon Design (licensed by Shutterstock)
And a poem by Sara Teasdale called "A Winter Night".
My window-pane is starred with frost,
The world is bitter cold to-night,
The moon is cruel, and the wind
Is like a two-edged sword to smite.
God pity all the homeless ones,
The beggars pacing to and fro.
God pity all the poor to-night
Who walk the lamp-lit streets of snow.
My room is like a bit of June,
Warm and close-curtained fold on fold,
But somewhere, like a homeless child,
My heart is crying in the cold.
The world is bitter cold to-night,
The moon is cruel, and the wind
Is like a two-edged sword to smite.
God pity all the homeless ones,
The beggars pacing to and fro.
God pity all the poor to-night
Who walk the lamp-lit streets of snow.
My room is like a bit of June,
Warm and close-curtained fold on fold,
But somewhere, like a homeless child,
My heart is crying in the cold.
Such a movimg poem and such a beautiful image... Thank you, Josh. You nailed it as alwayds. And Happy Solstice to you and yours as well!
ReplyDeleteVery nice. Thanks so much!
ReplyDeleteLovely! Thank you for sharing <3
ReplyDeleteThank you for bringing joy in form of a lovely poem into the shortest day of the year — which is exactly 3 hours and 34 minutes here in Oulu today. I'm wholeheartedly welcoming Winter Solstice! :-D
ReplyDeleteYou were the one who introduced Sara Teasdale's poetry to me in the first place. So thank you for that too! Her poems have grown very dear to me over the years and nowadays I always have her Collected Poems on my nightstand — along with Robert Frost's. One of my Josh Lanyon books and Joseph Hansen books usually accompany them. And that book pile right there is my recipe for falling asleep with content mind and soothed soul. :-)
That's a sad poem and very true. Good to know we have a home and to be thankful in thoughts and in deeds.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Josh! ♡
Beautiful poem. Poignant.
ReplyDeleteHappy Solstice to you.
ReplyDeleteThe picture is so pretty. The poem definitely tugs on the heart-strings. Thanks for sharing both. :)
ReplyDeletehappy Solstice to you and yours Josh. The image was wonderful; the poem ripped my heart in two. It's easy to slide into 'poor me'mode, but poems like these remind us to appreciate what we have and do what we can to give comfort to those in need.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
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ReplyDeleteMay your solstice be as warm as your heart.
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