Bodypsalm for Winter Solstice

by Dobee Snowber

   “The queen’s chair” by Dobee Snowber


Sit on the mat
of your own imperfections
constellations of longing
brew beneath winter
the ripe darkness


You are not separate
from the earth’s spinning
she is within your cells
calling forth tenderness
from tissues of vulnerability


Listen in the shadow
embrace the disruptions
attend in the unknown
here is a companion

The stars of your own turning.




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One Response to “Bodypsalm for Winter Solstice”

  1. Diane Hobelaid Says:

    I love these Celeste – the imagery makes my imagination swirl into creative possibilities, my fingers twitch for pen and paper! And I want to move word into being.

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