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for DS106 Daily Create

And would you learn the spells that drowse my soul? — Samuel Taylor Coleridge

And might you have a bit of magic in that feather pen of yours, a little bit of ink of forgiveness to sketch across my page, so that in the side margins, in that edge of art and ideas, I might settle in, in seclusion?

Day 13 for #AdventPoems24 inspired by 'Work Without Hope' by Samuel Taylor Coleridge https://poets.org/poem/work-without-hope

You could make this place beautiful — Maggie Smith

Use paint, though it might splinter and chip

Use voice, though it might wobble and crack

Use love, though it might falter and fade

This place will be beautiful, at some distant day

Day 12 for #AdventPoems24 inspired by 'Good Bones' By Maggie Smith https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/89897/good-bones

Then comes a sudden flash of light ... — Alice Dunbar-Nelson

How long had we sat inside, waiting for fireflies, for their phosphorous spirit to spark the night's dark?

Too long to not become logy, sluggish in a tiny tent filled between with snacks and teens

who still believed in a bit of magic, even if not one of us breathed it out loud

Day 11 for #AdventPoems24 inspired by “Hope” Alice Dunbar-Nelson https://poets.org/poem/hope-1

We ponder what patterns matter other than moons and tides — Patricia Spears Jones

I am listening, ear against skin, to the way her heartbeat sings, a rhythmic trance from one who's leaning such a weary body against mine, and mine, against hers, in order to find sync

Day 10 for #AdventPoems24 inspired by 'May Perpetual Light Shine' by Patricia Spears Jones https://poets.org/poem/may-perpetual-light-shine

and orchards rooted in constellations — Muriel Rukeyser

Sometimes, our stories bud and bloom like flowers, like stars, like something golden and delicious on orchard trees, and just before nightfall, we lay back and look up, connecting them together to make sense of the world

Day 9 for #AdventPoems24 From “Elegy in Joy” by Muriel Rukeyser https://poets.org/poem/elegy-joy

White is everywhere this morning – night paint dripping off frozen branches

for Algot

but we are only believers — Gabrielle Marshall

A hidden handful of nuts seeded inside a ski boot is a lost note that some critter had endless amounts of hope of what might root when the need arises;

I remind myself of this, the faith of the forgotten, as I toss the same seeds back into the world

Day 8 for #AdventPoems24 inspired by 'The Power of Hope Today' by Gabrielle Marshall https://poets.org/poem/power-hope-today

in my case, canvas ... — Terese Svoboda

lower case letters; signals from the edge of a wrinkled piece of paper,

some ink strewn on, a light from the moon on a dress, a mess, later, I'll probably hedge some sort of guess

that this is what you get when you aim for art, and miss the rest

Day 7 for #AdventPoems24 inspired somewhat by 'Hope Wanted Alive' by Terese Svoboda https://poets.org/poem/hope-wanted-alive

Words, hard to find, nest themselves inside my ear

then, like that, disappear

a year or more later, there they are,

at rest as if they had never left

as if, they never went far

at all

Day 6 for #AdventPoems24 With only the vaguest reference to Nate Marshall's “what it is & will be” https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1mMIKnZM1jq6CAi_1jzlJ6ujUFBJIyjSHkNwabBI4tOU/present#slide=id.g31698387273_0_1