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the deep darkness in northern lands
mint and rosemary crack and dry
leaves gather in ruts no swallows left
to clothe and soothe windswept trees
we batten doors inside thick walls
five weeks four weeks till year's turn
then still the two coldest months
in moors mountains islands seas
our small town its ribbon road
the sub-station frequently blown
emergency lighting candles
freezer stores telephone numbers
email addresses thoughts wishes
the deep darkness that never ends
the deep darkness that never ends
begins to seep through the people
holed up indoors we take a walk
out of our street to the country
we drive through monochrome days
hoard artichokes under the ground
collapsed sorrel on the surface
juniper and fir water swirls
down black rivers winter darkness
in northern lands repetition
wind before snow after raindrops
robins peck at the window
a slice of bread us two alone
the northern lands in deep darkness
Sally Evans
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