Snow turned out to
be a popular topic for poets. Two submissions were selected as winners. The
first place poem is by Dan Kenney.
Your Breath On Frozen Glass
His soul swooned
slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly
through
the universe and faintly
falling,
like the descent of their last end, upon
all
the living and the dead.
~ James Joyce, “The Dead”
I stood in a dim pale shaft of
light from a single bulb. We
watched your breath disappear for
ever from an old dime store mirror,
and a chill stirred through our
bedroom one last time.
So many nights you created
ghosts in the steam of your breath on
frozen windows in all the rooms
of our lives. Rising
from
twisted sheets, your shape in
candlelight, your lips
close to glass panes.
I left our cold house,
walked into falling snow,
that collected in tree
bark, filled milkweed pods,
blew beneath doors.
I am still walking
in falling snowing.
~ Dan Kenney
Dan Kenney is a community advocate in his role as founder,
president, and executive director of DeKalb County Community Gardens. He
is a retired elementary school teacher, husband, father, and grandfather.
The second place poem, by DB Appleton, is very different.
Please...
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
~ Sammy Cahn
When she left,
the snow fell upward,
perverse reversal of nature,
white flakes flying skyward,
leaving the cold, brown ground
naked and vulnerable,
whipping away the white blanket
that swaddled my world...
how I desperately long for a blizzard.
~ Sammy Cahn
When she left,
the snow fell upward,
perverse reversal of nature,
white flakes flying skyward,
leaving the cold, brown ground
naked and vulnerable,
whipping away the white blanket
that swaddled my world...
how I desperately long for a blizzard.
~ DB Appleton
D.B. Appleton splits
his time between Madison and Sister Bay. A transplanted NYC native, his
editorial writing has appeared in The New York Times, The Atlantic, Harper's,
The Economist and Newsweek, among other very accommodating publications.
Judges for December
Judges
for September were Jim Lambert, Jacob Erin-Cilberto, and Kathy Lohrum Cotton.
Lambert
lives with his wife of 48 years and two 29 year-old desert tortoises near
Carbondale, IL. He is active in community theater. His poetry book "Winds
of Life" was published in 2007. Lambert is the Vice-President of the
Illinois State Poetry Society.
Erin-Cilberto
lives and teaches in Southern Illinois. He has been writing and publishing
poetry since 1970. His 12th and most recent book, Used Lanterns is available
from Water Forest Press, Stormville, NY. Jacob has been nominated for a
Pushcart Prize in poetry 2006-2008 and again in 2010.
Cotton,
who lives in Anna, Illinois, is a poet and digital collage artist whose work
has been published in literary journals, magazines, and anthologies as well as
nationally marketed as posters and greeting cards. Cotton is the author of
three poetry collections; the illustrated volume, Deluxe Box of Crayons, was published in 2012. She has edited a
number of volumes, including Harvest of
Words, Shawnee Hills Review, and Where We Walk. Cotton also facilitates
Southern Chapter of the Illinois State Poetry Society in Carbondale.
© Wilda Morris