slant of light


Out early

knees, elbows, (reluctantly)

belly to the cold driveway,

black box, other eye, in hand,

trying to shoot the silvered miniature landscape

of the frost-kissed lawn. The first rays

will turn glitter to water, liquid to memory,

and I hurry to focus. In this hour, sprawled

on December earth, all around me is fairytale,

tree branches are lace, nandina berries are jewels.

I’m out early, trying to capture in ungloved hands, this day,

before some slant of light

too direct and blinding

strips the husk of wonder

from this Advent dawn.


Happily joining in with daily prompts

for December with other good folks

at Write ALM




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