A poet for the solstice

“…Prepare the sun his bier,
The sun, the fallen year,
With all the spoil it yields,
For our fresh almanac is shrunk and dry…”

Léonie Adams won numerous poetry awards in the mid-20th century. Her works, many with nature imagery, later fell out of print, but gained fresh attention in early online forums, including in Wom-Po‘s Foremothers series.

Her collection High Falcon and Other Poems ends with “Winter Solstice”, quoted above. It joins the public domain in 11 days.

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