Dec 1 “Joy is not made to be a crumb” — Mary Oliver, Don't Hesitate https://www.best-poems.net/mary-oliver/don-t-hesitate.html
Cake maybe is more like it – baked then sliced into sections, every question a forkful for another quiet reason to close your eyes - let's begin again to breathe in the sweet of joy
Dec 2 “He who binds to himself a joy” — William Blake, Eternity https://poets.org/poem/eternity
Frayed strings with broken lines, a poem sometimes can feel like its always on the verge of falling apart, and then, not
Dec 3 “... the joy that throws everything it has upon the dust, and knows not a word” — Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali 58
Swept up into sand, little particles rushing in; you gasp you breathe you gasp to know the words, only to swallow what is best left misunderstood
Dec 4 “... luminous joy: it simply spins” — Andrew Hudgins, Blur https://poets.org/poem/blur
Weaver, remember me when the wheel's no longer broken, my thoughts now spoken in a whisper
Dec 5 “Joy lives behind people's eyes” — Hilda Conkling, Joy
Who'd wear glasses on days like these when what we need most is to gaze deep into each other's eyes, languishing in the moment, if only for a minute
Thanks to Deanna for her Advent of Joy poetic calendar https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1Wj3kZufH72IdE7QZbN9WJZU4xWNxhVzM-vik2g1QQoM/present#slide=id.p