It is almost upon us.

December 14, 2014 § Leave a comment


The season when the world stops.

And reaches for the pan at the back of the cupboard,

the one used once a year to bake

Nana’s cake.


We celebrate the familiar.

Gather those we love if we can.

Miss those who are gone more keenly.

Give ourselves a dispensation from the grind.

It can wait.


And the music in every store turns jingly

And we dream of snow to celebrate a birth

in a dusty, dry and snowless place

or we forget that birth and embrace instead

our families, our neighbors.


We decorate.




Sing, whether we can or not.


We wrap the old year lovingly, in tissue paper

Or dump it at the curb in a battered cardboard box.

A new year will be delivered soon,

 a snowfall as yet unmarred by a single footprint.



It will be a good year.

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Note: To make my grandmother’s cake see my earlier post, Mildred’s. 

ps: Due to the aforementioned holiday Slow Dance Journal will take a brief break for family, food, friends and raucous singing. See you in the new year, which will be great; you heard it first on Slow Dance.

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