Twilight
Grandpa balances the platters and fends off hungry nephews pecking at the roast. Ale flows while uncles gamble at Gluckhaus. The last lights fade through the snowy window panes. An uncle pours a bit of ale on Grandma's shrine, and we settle around the table wreaths.
holly and oak
our hearth mingles
frost and flame
our hearth mingles
frost and flame
~
Colleen M. Farrelly is a mathematician and haibun poet who's been exploring the universe through mathematics and physics since childhood. She's an amalgam of mystic Jewish/Catholic traditions and mathematician-philosophers like Blaise Pascal, with a deep appreciation for meditation and what she learned about public health and spiritual health from South African village shamans in the mid-2000s.
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