“Lines for Winter” Mark Strand

My good friend Becky Gethin knows that winter has just hit Prince Edward Island, so this morning she sent me a poem by Mark Strand, who was born on PEI . Perhaps it’s a sign of being in late-middle-age, but I am glad this beautiful poem has found me – it suits my mood “as it gets cold and gray falls from the air” …and it offers something important:


Lines for Winter

– by Mark Strand

Tell yourself
as it gets cold and gray falls from the air
that you will go on walking, hearing
the same tune no matter where
you find yourself—
inside the dome of dark
or under the cracking white
of the moon’s gaze in a valley of snow.
Tonight as it gets cold
tell yourself
what you know which is nothing
but the tune your bones play
as you keep going. And you will be able
for once to lie down under the small fire
of winter stars.
And if it happens that you cannot
go on or turn back
and you find yourself
where you will be at the end,
tell yourself
in that final flowing of cold through your limbs
that you love what you are.

Mark Strand’s Bio.


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