Winter Solstice

When the short days feel  
inexpressible. When    
nothing's left of fall. When  
the dark entry of winter makes    
each of us shrink. When   
relatives finally call.

Some of us burrow. Some    
of us bake. Some of us    
leave the year behind.    
Some of us take. Some of us    
travel into the cold,      
ice, and snow—the moon's    
crescent reminding us to go     
easy. We've been here before.

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Ken Waldman combines original poetry, old-time string-band music, and smart storytelling for a performance uniquely his. Touring since 1995, he's appeared from the Kennedy Center Millennium Stage to the Dodge Poetry Festival to the Woodford Folk Festival (Queensland, Australia). 20 books consist of 16 full-length poetry volumes, a memoir, a creative writing manual, a kids' book, and his 2022 novel, Now Entering Alaska Time. Twelve CDs include two for children.

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