After a Black Christmas
I slip into the new year
with a hare’s sleekit
long-limbed lope.
Leathery ears alert,
pelt tipped with winter silver,
I am a blur breaking the shadows,
a wisp in the darkness.
I move from distraction
under the raw-boned hedge
to merge with the season,
undisturbed in purpose.
Tuned to the stars,
spinning yet pinned firm
to the anchor of the north.
I am not Janus splitting my vision,
to worry the past
with scrutiny and regret,
but scrabble into the open,
eyes wide to capture
every notion of light
glittering before me.
Bio: Gerry Stewart is a poet, creative writing tutor and editor based in Finland. Her poetry collection Post-Holiday Blues was published by Flambard Press, UK. Totems is to be published by Hedgehog Poetry Press in 2022. Her writing blog can be found at http://thistlewren.blogspot.fi/ and @grimalkingerry on Twitter.
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