Monday, December 29, 2025

the next door

this sight is silk, mirroring devotion
window frames or photo frames 
the wetness of the day ahead
                              is already foreseen 

where are the saints of broken dreams
and empty hearts--summon them
I see a familiar face, then see
                      that, for now, it's just me

but did I not wish once upon a time 
to know myself, sight the filigree
of light? On this threshold
                      I could pause, gratefully
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Pic: Cream paperwhites in the foreground, magenta cyclamen at the back. What I think of as my "secret" flowers make today's blizzard bearable.

14 comments:

Nicole said...

Oooh that's beautiful, Maya xo

Jenny said...

MAYA. I don't know why, but for a while I kept trying to get to your blog and it was saying it was "private." I don't know if it was something weird I was doing??? Anyway I kept thinking about you... and I tried again today and here I am.
So much to say... I know how hard Christmas probably was. And, At moving to Chicago! I will say- Chicago seems like a lovely, lovely city that is welcoming to all. I think At will be happy there. And it's not too far from you.
Glad to be back in your comment section!

Jeanie said...

The poem is as lovely as your conservatory -- a perfect place to ignore the snow1 Be peaceful these days. I always welcome Twixtmas to restore before a new year begins.

NGS said...

Why is this the weather, Maya? WHY?

Life of a Doctor's Wife said...

Okay, I love the idea of secret flowers! That's a wonderful thing to have as a talisman against the snow!

maya said...

Thanks, Nicole <3

maya said...

I should have emailed you, Jenny! I didn't want you to feel like you HAD to comment--I've haven't exactly been a bundle of sunshine here lately :)

maya said...

Thank you, Jeanie. I can't wait until you can drive again. Did I know the term "Twistmas?" If I did, it had fallen into disuse, thank you for reminding me of such a quirky and charming word!

maya said...

Engie--If I wasn't already in a blue mood, this would for sure get me there, you know?

maya said...

Flowers make me feel so hopeful... somehow!

Lisa's Yarns said...

This is a stunning poem, Maya! You are so talented!

maya said...

Thank you, Lisa! (Still working on it.)

StephLove said...

Your house is so lovely with all its decorative nooks and crannies.

maya said...

Steph! Thank you!! I can't resist "rescuing" things from the thrift store.

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