A Poem for Solstice

Carole Dwinell is a graphic designer and poet. This poem seems perfect to celebrate the longest day of the year.


from robinyoga.com

from robinyoga.com

i am
older and wiser now,
it’s true.

but i have a secret.
it’s the moon.
believe me,
it doesn’t just
hang in the sky
with footprints in moondust
and litter of rockets.


it’s a cookie.

crisp, cold silver sugar
to melt

in my mouth.

placed on the skyshelf
and hid until dark


then each month
you can eat it.
one small bite at a time.