In the Dead of Winter

In the Dead of Winter

…in the dead of winter…in the middle of the night…flickering lights…there it is…the poet sees the unseen…elusive as always …thoughts flow…streaming…then the heart nods and conforms…and connive…a conspiracy is created…while the crows are still in a vow of silence…and the dawn breaks in…slowly…

(*image taken during one of my night photo-contemplative walks)


About Virgilio Gavia

Interests: poetry, photography, writing (prose and poetry), walking/hiking, reading (non-fiction and books of poetry) drinking coffee and herbal teas, camping, fishing, contemplating, solitude, silence, traveling, faded jeans, meaningful conversation, wabi-sabi, haiku, tanka, Jazz, Classical, oldies, all the books of Thomas Merton, Joseph Campbell, Thomas Moore, John O'Donohue, Mary Oliver, David Whyte, Mark Strand, ancient Chinese and Japanese poets, The Bible, spirituality, philosophy, psychology, sociology, history, humanities and the arts.
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2 Responses to In the Dead of Winter

  1. j.h. white says:

    So glad you visited my pages so I could find yours….a bit like coming home. Thanks Virgilio.

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