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Eve of Christmas Turning

  • December 24, 2022

hark fine silver drifting, 

a jewelers solstice down. 

round the neck and finger, 

bedecked like new york town.

 

i grasped the flakes of fairy, 

touched her whitened breast,

stars and moon were asking, 

only of my rare and best.

 

i will not go with levelers, 

for i am much more light. 

i wear my strength a garland, 

all powerful my sight. 

 

on this eve my turning, 

ne’er darkness i look back. 

brilliant snow jewel i shall be, 

a crystal christmas catch.

 

(c) 2002 Samuel Saint Thomas

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