I’m not sure if this one is done

[dichroic]

This year’s iteration of my annual light-in-darkness poem seems to be a tiny one:

In the darkest part of the year,
we set out, our keel pointed into midnight,
trusting the stars and our own hand on the tiller
to guide us into sunlit seas.

Earlier years’ versions: I seem to have missed 2011, but I wrote two in 2010, so it evens out. Apparently I wrote but never published the 2009 ones, so I’ve just put those up, with the correct date.2008 and earlier

Mirrored from Dichroic Reflections.