When Winter

Whistler | Fire Wheel

“Only lately have I begun to understand what it was she heard. It was the song of the earth and streams and forests of which Johnny Appleseed has become the patron saint in our country. It may be that while she sat there Johnny Appleseed was with her.”

// Louis Bromfield (Pleasant Valley, pg. 39)

When Winter

When winter dominates the land

and earth trembles with a cold hand

may your breath burn as bright

as this December fire 

that warms our feet tonight

and when your flame burns low

may those who stoke your embers

find an afterglow

§acy §weeney

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Sophia Bennett is an art historian and freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, symbolism, and artistic expression. With a background in Renaissance and modern art, Sophia enjoys uncovering the hidden meanings behind iconic works and sharing her insights with art lovers of all levels. When she’s not visiting museums or researching the latest trends in contemporary art, you can find her hiking in the countryside, always chasing the next rainbow.

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