Winter Solstice Chant Poem by Annie Finch

Annie Finch

New Rochelle, New York

Winter Solstice Chant



Vines, leaves, roots of darkness, growing,
now you are uncurled and cover our eyes
with the edge of winter sky
leaning over us in icy stars.
Vines, leaves, roots of darkness, growing,
come with your seasons, your fullness, your end.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bill Newman 17 December 2017

Thank you, Ms. Finch, for your celebratory chant which has now become a candle in my family's annual yule log honoring the shadows.

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Annie Finch

New Rochelle, New York
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