make a list


Pull down the attic stairs

to feel some very convincing cold.

Banish the Indian corn, the ceramic pumpkin,

the last crumbs of piecrust

from  the kitchen counter.

Swear off turkey in any form.

Gather the greens and fill the basin,

collect four tapers to count the weeks

of coming. Sweep the floors

in that bleached near-winter sun

that shows every speck, finds the cracks

we’ll be letting light into.

Before the more, the too much, the chairs

pushed back from another feast,

there is the pause, this breath,

the grace of emptiness,

the span of space and waiting.


Happily joining in with daily prompts

for December with other good folks

at Write ALM



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