I saw no gulls today only heard them
I felt no joy today only heard it
Sharp December digs into my heart
Windless, cold moss dresses the church window
Black eyeless windows
bleak unseeing waiting now/
no leaves blow today, no movement
slow advent brings us nearer
to a joyful day when
seeing windows
will be lit.
Copyright L. Ivison 2025
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