Saturday, December 13, 2014

Today's poem by May Sarton

December Moon

Before going to bed
After a fall of snow
I look out on the field
Shining there in the moonlight
So calm, untouched and white
Snow silence fills my head
After I leave the window.

Hours later near dawn
When I look down again
The whole landscape has changed
The perfect surface gone
Criss-crossed and written on
Where the wild creatures ranged
While the moon rose and shone.

Why did my dog not bark?
Why did I hear no sound
There on the snow-locked ground
In the tumultuous dark?

How much can come, how much can go
When the December moon is bright,
What worlds of play we'll never know
Sleeping away the cold white night
After a fall of snow.

May Sarton (1912-1995)


  1. I am really enjoying her poetry now. I've read one of her journals and have two others on my shelf to read. Journal of a Solitude is one of my thank you so much for posting this winter poem by her :-)

    1. I haven't read a lot of her work lately other than the poetry.
      I'm thinking the book about 70 will be on my list in a (very) few years. :<)))


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