Monday, December 25, 2017

1

in this dream the snow is falling on birds as white as
while the cold clear sky
swoops down and catches us mid-wing
we swerve up
gliding on polar air
dancing
along the Milky Way
before
tobogganing down to our beds flecked wet and brilliant


2

rise
from bed
ascend
into Christmas Day
luminous


3

a chorus
crossing earth
singing of
one birth
after another