
in uncovered ears,
ice-flakes tickle and tease
driven by bitter winds
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in uncovered ears,
ice-flakes tickle and tease
driven by bitter winds
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frozen feathers,
like winter remembers
swans
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Weave your story
with mine,
and we will never
live alone.
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Notes: If you have time, watch the incandescent poem below, the inspiration for my poem, found when I went looking for wind and waves. At this time of too many divisions, let’s remember the past and honor each others’ stories. We need to unite, fight the virus, not each other.
Oral Traditions
— William Nu’Utupu Giles and Travis T.

Time to celebrate,
time to remember,
but also
time to put away.
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some days
the light shines brightest
behind the tree line
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resolved,
to recognize stars
in winter wastes Continue reading

Sunset sledders,
free and unfettered,
plummet downhill,
as Saturn and Jupiter align. Continue reading

short, dark days
let the fairy lights shine,
long and bright
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The
leaves
whirl, swirl,
frisk and flutter,
before settling into
honey and russet blankets,
beech, maple, birch, oak, cherry. Continue reading

Thankful for family,
the four who stay with me
despite this year of separations. Continue reading

November’s damp chill
settles into my bones
despite weak sunshine
National cemetery,
row upon row of flags
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