Winter Night on Muse Day

  • Post published:03/01/2011
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Cold moon, cold moonlight Tucking another blanket around the newborn. by CarolPurington  from Family Farm: Haiku for a Place of Moons We have no newborn, but this haiku captures the way I feel as the winter night falls. When bedtime arrives I gaze out at our snowy landscape,  chill and luminous in the moonlight; I am happy to slip between my flannel sheets, and tuck a warm quilt around me.  Then I dream of spring when the snow…