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The warm light in a cold place

Whilst the sun is scorching around Europe at the moment there are times of year we grab every ray of sunshine we can.
This set is from an abandoned water dam frozen in late winter, the warm sun had started to thaw the ice and snow, and life started to return.


WINTER SUN

BY MOLLY FISK

How valuable it is in these short days,
threading through empty maple branches,
the lacy-needled sugar pines.

Its glint off sheets of ice tells the story
of Death’s brightness, her bitter cold.

We can make do with so little, just the hint
of warmth, the slanted light.

The way we stand there, soaking in it,
mittened fingers reaching.

And how carefully we gather what we can
to offer later, in darkness, one body to another.