Dear
Friends & Colleagues:
This
edition of Quotemail is dedicated to the Winter Solstice, when the Sun reaches
its southernmost point on the celestial sphere as viewed from Earth. Winter
officially begins @ 10:48 PM (CST) on Monday, December 21st. Here’s
a collection of poems about wintertime and the circling seasons.
“The
Night Before Finals”
By Yours
Truly (2005)
‘Twas the
night before finals, and all through the dorm,
Not a
student was sleeping, for that was the norm.
When on the
South Quad there arose such a clatter,
Students
rose from their books to see what was the matter.
And there
on the face of the new-fallen snow
A message
was written in letters aglow.
A scribe
unbeknownst on the snowfield did write:
“A kewl
Yule to you all, and to all a good night!”
“The
North Wind Doth Blow”
(Traditional
English Rhyme – 16th Century)
The north
wind doth blow, and we shall have snow.
And what
will poor robin do then, poor thing?
He’ll sit
in a barn, and keep himself warm,
And hide
his head under his wing, poor thing.
The north
wind doth blow, and we shall have snow.
And what
will the dormouse do then, poor thing?
Rolled up
like a ball, in his nest snug and small,
He’ll sleep
till warm weather comes in, poor thing.
The north
wind doth blow, and we shall have snow.
And what
will the children do then, poor things?
When
lessons are done, they must skip, hop, and run,
Until they
have made themselves warm, poor things.
“A Song
of Suns and Seasons”
By
George MacDonald (1824-1905)
Excerpted
from At the Back of the North Wind [1871], Chapter 37
The Sun is
gone down, and the Moon’s in the sky;
But the Sun
will come up, and the Moon be laid by.
The flower
is asleep, but it is not dead;
When the
morning shines, it will lift its head.
When winter
comes, it will die – no, no;
It will
only hide from the frost and the snow.
Sure is the
summer, sure is the Sun;
The night
and the winter are shadows that run.
“Welcome
to the Sun”
Anonymous
– Collected in Scotland (19th Century)
Note: In
the Germanic, Keltik, and Slavic languages – as well as in Japanese – the Sun
is feminine and the Moon is masculine.
Welcome to
you, Sun of the seasons’ turning,
In your
circuit of the high heavens;
Strong are
your steps on the unfurled heights,
Glad Mother
are you to the constellations.
You sink
down into the ocean of want,
Without
defeat, without scathe;
You rise up
on the peaceful wave
Like a
Queen in her maidenhood's flower.
Quotemail
will be taking a short hiatus during the hollydaze break, but it will resume
its fortnightly publication schedule on Friday, January 8th, 2016.
In the
meantime, may the calendar keep bringing Happy Hollydaze to you! :)
Rob
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