Happy Festival of Light! Happy Hanukah!

The Coming of Light
by Mark Strand

Even this late it happens:
the coming of love, the coming of light. 
You wake and the candles are lit as if by themselves, 
stars gather, dreams pour into your pillows, 
sending up warm bouquets of air.
Even this late the bones of the body shine 
and tomorrow's dust flares into breath.


  1. Lovely Strand poem, Susan.

    Wishing you the delights of the season and a wonderful new year.

  2. Thanks Maureen,
    And all best wishes to you as well!


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