Alone on a full charter bus at nineteenshe leaned a warm cheek against the glassto feel the bone-cold outsidecrystals forming near her breathstaring into the firstmoments of the dayafter Christmas.Speeding southbound throughstars and towns, the familydinner long cold behind her;had they yet cleared Virginia?She looked over the meadows to thedistant ranch house roofs,long low rowsContinue reading “lights chasing each other”
Monthly Archives: December 2020
Winter Solstice 2020
I’ve never seen snow do this before this morning! Science creating the appearance of magic is one of my favorite things. And an hour after taking this picture on my back porch, it was gone. Light to all…
Hanukkah Poem and Book News
When I wrote this poem, my mom tucked a copy of it in a Hanukkah card for her friend, Marlene. When she told me, it was a sweet reminder that we never really know how far, or where, our words can reach.
Stacey Murphy __ Poems 