All animals are smothered in their lairs. I am too absent-spirited to count; The loneliness includes me unawares. —Robert Frost I see frozen limbs reaching toward a snow-heavy sky with no wind and only a muted ray of light as if a shade has been drawn under heaven, and I stand for just a fewContinue reading “Bright Song”
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Days Gone By
And we’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet, for auld lang syne. 2020 is ending in a shroud of white, a cold layer settling the year to rest. I await the pre-dawn hour, after the Watch Night, after the reconciling of thoughts from all that has past this persistent year, I look out, step outContinue reading “Days Gone By”
Fallow Nights
I know the wind is coming today — a prediction our weathermen inevitably get right even when they too often ready us for a rain that disappoints, but the wind, we West Texans know, will come. This day will bring a northern gust, a cool turning to a colder rush, a reminder that winter stillContinue reading “Fallow Nights”
Hope Stretches
Light fills our souls even when there are shadows, in darkened times when hope stretches but never breaks, in that tension point, a place of stilled belief, we let go our fear and step… —C.L. Fisher, November 2020 Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writing and images, are the work of C.L. Fisher and mayContinue reading “Hope Stretches”
Stone Pillows
I have slept on stone pillows in nights of vivid dreams amid hours of wakefulness and You there listening, whispering; we wrestled, too, and I think a joint displaced would be fair exchange for a blessing in these weeping hours of deep introspection. That is the nature of this struggle — an inward look thatContinue reading “Stone Pillows”
