NANCY CROVETTI
The Other Side of Christmas


It is the other side of Christmas,
just a day or two;
You can feel the holiday has gone,
melted away
leaving behind patches of snow.

No more rushing and bustling
of crowds' anticipation
in the air;
only stillness.
Like the last notes of a music box,
the hectic festivity
has wound itself down

The holiday lights still hang in the trees of the city park
where Athena and I have come on our walk
because is it not too far, not too cold
for the arthritic limbs.
We sit among
the lingering vestiges of the season.

Not flashing, blinking greens, reds or blues
against the pitch dark night
but simple  beacons:
starry strand upon strand
wound through leafless limbs
like popcorn strung around black licorice sticks.

It is the other side of Christmas,
just a day or two;
You can feel the holiday has gone,
melted away
leaving behind patches of snow.

No more rushing and bustling
of crowds' anticipation
in the air;
only stillness.
Like the last notes of a music box,
the hectic festivity
has wound itself down

The holiday lights still hang in the trees of the city park
where Athena and I have come on our walk
because is it not too far, not too cold
for the arthritic limbs.
We sit among
the lingering vestiges of the season.

Not flashing, blinking greens, reds or blues
against the pitch dark night
but simple  beacons:
starry strand upon strand
wound through leafless limbs
like popcorn strung around black licorice sticks.

Though only early evening
there is no hum of traffic
or distant music.
We are wrapped in a silence you can almost touch,
as if the college town itself
has left for winter break

Together we sit
a woman and a dog,
peacefully together
on an almost
holy night.

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NANCY CROVETTI

Nancy writes, "I've lived in Lamoni for 14 years, and the biggest the reason I stayed after my husband died in 2000, was because of our dogs.  We had created a wonderful kennel set-up, for Lady, a once famous Narcotics Detection K9 and her entourage. Where was I going to go with 5 Rottweilers?  This poem was originally a descriptive paragraph for a Non-Fiction Writing class I took with Carol Lauhon, a memorial tribute to one of my canines."

This page was originally published on November 28, 2008.

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on December 26, 2013

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