Tagged: December
on fallow farm fields,
on fallow farm fields,
cosmos waving in the wind,
taiwanese winter
.
20231218:1822
y
against all odds, we’ve
against all odds, we’ve
arrived at the end of a
twenty-one month year,
a brand new calendar for
our unreal realities
.
20211214:2322
y
the dining table
the dining table
for the rest of our
lives, our first and
last, arrived
at sixteen minutes
past four this
afternoon, a
seventy-year-old
danish lady, with
a few wrinkles and
countless stories
tucked into
her sleeves, wrapped
carefully against the
first of december’s
chill, stepping out onto
the curb, in the
arms of gentle robert
.
20211201:2032
y
the first december
the first december
in the new old home, we have
become privy to
the twilight dialogues between
the heat pipes crossing households
.
20201213:0647
y
we unroll these last
we unroll these last
days of december to spread the
icing evenly
.
20191229:1835
y
** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: icing
there are decembers
all saturday, snow
december curls
december curls
her fingers around
the first warm
minute, a
newborn
demanding
another
and another,
insecure, not
yet complete
.
20131201:1714
y
precisely
precisely
in unison
slipping into
December
every hint
of brown sugar
.
20101212:2343
y
winter has not been
winter has not been
charted, but
with cryogenic
gloves and nails as
sharp as ice, he is
laying down the
tracks beneath the
symmetry of
autumn turning
.
20101127:2005
y
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