Winter Solstice on the bridge

31st December: On 21st December, the day of the winter solstice, a group of us, organized by Leehe Lev, walked up to the Glen Cedar footbridge to celebrate the winter solstice. Here we are at one of the bridge openings mentioned in my last posting (I am taking the picture):


We were there exactly at sunset, which was at 4.43 pm. Unfortunately, we could not see the sun, as it was obscured by cloud. We did not perform any solstice rituals or anything pagan like that. However, I take the liberty of inserting here a winter solstice poem by American poet Hilda  Morley (the peculiar spacing was part of her poetry):

Winter Solstice

By Hilda Morley

A cold night crosses

our path

The world appears

very large, very

round now       extending

far as the moon does

It is from

the moon this cold travels

It is

the light of the moon that causes

this night reflecting distance in its own

light so coldly

(from one side of

the earth to the other)

It is the length of this coldness

It is the long distance

between two points which are

not in a line        now

not a

straightness       (however

straight) but a curve only,

silver that is a rock reflecting

not metal

but a rock accepting


(a scream in silence

where between the two

points what touches

is a curve around the world

(the dance unmoving).

New York, 1969

Hilda Morley, “Winter Solstice” from To Hold in My Hand: Selected Poems, 1955-1983. Copyright © 1983 by Hilda Morley. The Sheep Meadow Press.

Happy New Year!

John Cummings