Happy Poetry Friday! (Wondering what Poetry Friday is? Click here.) And Merry Christmas to all who are celebrating!
This week, I’m sharing two different things. First up is a pair of wistful haiku, which was our Poetry Princesses prompt this month. (I’m updating this post on my phone, as we lost internet during our Minnesota blizzard yesterday.) I had already made my post below when I realized THIS is the final Friday of the month. Anyway, first up, a haiku inspired by winter trees, which I find beautiful
only hope and empty nodes
where leaves used to be
The second haiku was inspired by the memory of the unusual stillness and calmness of the first few weeks of lockdown.
in the first few weeks,
the unexpected relief —
Isn’t it strange how life has gotten just as busy (or moreso) even with various restrictions?
Apologies for any wonky formatting. Doing this on a phone stinks! Please visit my friends’ posts, too:
I’m also sharing Christina Rossetti’s beautiful poem, “In the Bleak Midwinter.” I love musical settings of this poem, which has a bleak (of course) title and yet is filled with such beauty. There is ALWAYS beauty. We might find it in nature. In each other. In our hearts. But it’s there.
In the bleak midwinter
For more beauty, check out the Poetry Friday Roundup with Irene Latham, who always manages to both find and make beauty in the world around her.