From all of us at Tweetspeak Poetry, we wish you warm and happy holidays, however you celebrate the season. We’re grateful for the way your presence here helps us, as a community, give good gifts to the world.
See you in January—for a new year of bringing wisdom, beauty, and fun to all the places we live and work and play.
The holiest of all holidays are those
Kept by ourselves in silence and apart;
The secret anniversaries of the heart,
When the full river of feeling overflows;—
The happy days unclouded to their close;
The sudden joys that out of darkness start
As flames from ashes; swift desires that dart
Like swallows singing down each wind that blows!
White as the gleam of a receding sail,
White as a cloud that floats and fades in air,
White as the whitest lily on a stream,
These tender memories are;— a Fairy Tale
Of some enchanted land we know not where,
But lovely as a landscape in a dream.
—Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Photo by Robert Tadlock, Creative Commons license via Flickr. Longfellow poem is in the public domain.
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