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A pastoral poem of seasonal endings and beginnings to mark this new year. January often feels like a time of stasis rather than a fresh start, so hopefully this poem is a reminder that we are still in motion rather than frozen in some in-between moment. An earlier version first appeared in the anthology Snow Softly Falling: Holiday Stories from Prince Edward Island (Acorn Press, 2015). This incarnation (pun intended) is the last poem in the revised edition of my collection Swinging Between Water and Stone (Galleon Books, 2025). raining carnations a heart-jump of wings skipping across this salt river beating the silvered calm into white splinters then a wake fanning toward primordial shorelines at rest the beak head and gangly neck form a question mark punctuating existence leaves flaming red and gold curl into brown failed poems clinging desperately to gnarled limbs then into brittle shells eddying around trunk and root rattling their last like a badly-kept secret salt water hardens an iced-over cataract a blind gaze mocking grey emptiness above before carnations rain their slow-motion magic realism like crystalized tears blooming white blessing the nothingness of our lives atop some frozen cliff (overlooking the marriage of two tides) a sole pine raises its silver-needled menorah star-lit with the oil of human mindfulness giving meaning to a finite miracle and an infinite number of interpretations shadows of constellations dot the blue blanketed rooftops inside these wing-haunted midnights smoking chimneys like breaths in repose until sunrise brings a crow-gathering of string and twigs for the gifts of transcendence wreaths of nuts and dried berries halo all ecumenical doors a cracking thaw summons back the heron’s clumsy wingspan prehistoric lineage among the spring snowflakes pushing through mud a memory of raining carnations reflected in black water where a split in the ice grins knowingly © raining carnations by Steven Mayoff 2014 Steven Mayoff is a Canadian novelist, poet and lyricist. His web site is www.stevenmayoff.ca #poetry #literature #canadian #SpokenWord #PrinceEdwardIsland #pei #reincarnation #winter #rebirth #winter