Thursday, October 27, 2011

all hallows eve

In the letting go of the light,
with Harvest's crescendo,
we Celts face the cold
with bonfires and ale.
One last night before
Winter's dark descent--
this enemy we can never defeat
but burrow deep and avoid.
Yet tonight let the dead
dance with the living
and all will be as it should be
with the crimson-clawed morning

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