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Winter morning

Spring stars glitter in the freezing sky,
Trees on watch are armoured with frost.
In the dark tarn of a mirror a face appears.
Time is moving through displacements.
Hungrily the blind earthworm burrows
Deeper into its night. Surely
Heaven must ache with all its vacancies.
A dog’s howl is thrown up like a rope-trick.
It is an hour for prayer without words.

-James Phillip McAuley


Filed under: Blogs, Mixed, Nature, Poems, Poetry, Poets Corner Tagged: Poetry, Poets Corner, Seasons, Winters


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