Though Boxing Day has long-observed traditions, In my household, we've had to make our own: A day of rest for Christmas-worn musicians We celebrate by tuning out the phone, Then making copious puns with cherished friends And toasting the atrocious ones with glee. Or being glad when water line descends When snaking plumbing that's been … Continue reading December 26: On the Feast of Stephen
Author: libbyweber
December 25: Merry Little Christmas
Sometimes, a family Christmas will consist Of sitting on the carpet with your spouse While both of you are alternately kissed And cuddled by the canines of the house, And rather than a sleigh ride through the drifts, A walk around an isthmus in the bay, Instead of six-course dinners after gifts, A simple meal … Continue reading December 25: Merry Little Christmas
December 24: The Mystery Gift
A heavy box arrived, one surface ripped And fearing for the worst, I looked inside, But for the contents I was ill-equipped, And so I held them to my chest and cried- Two volumes, out-of-print and long desired And added to my wish list as a lark; A gift whose choice seems perfectly inspired, And … Continue reading December 24: The Mystery Gift
December 23: Baroque Fix
A day of tediousness and pointless stresses Combined with ever-growing to-do lists, Is one that unavoidably depresses, Inexorable snappishness persists Until this truly frivolous annoyance Must needs compete for vanishing attention Against the zenith of Baroque flamboyance; Complexity defying comprehension. As dark can only be destroyed by light And hate can only be destroyed by … Continue reading December 23: Baroque Fix
December 22: Setback and Forth
And endless litany of work demands That's followed by the thrill of voicing song With cherished friends and those with gifted hands, Then followed by new music in a throng, Supplanted then by comprehensive mope, Upon deliverance of lousy news About a thing for which I'd dare to hope, Yet gentle hugs frustrations can defuse. … Continue reading December 22: Setback and Forth
December 21: In the Dark
The darkest hour is often said to be Before the dawn, but those who know the verges Of night and day acknowledge they will see A lightened sky before the sun emerges. The hour at which the night is most persistent: That midmost point between sunset and rise, As any solstice should be equidistant From … Continue reading December 21: In the Dark
December 20: Sum
A whole can be, as Aristotle said, So much more than the sum of all its parts, But if we look at sum itself instead, Linguistic variation it imparts. For starters, dim sum, when enjoyed with friends Is so much more than lunch with tasty food, In Latin, sum's “to be,” which then portends A … Continue reading December 20: Sum
December 19: Wassail
The beautiful guitar I mostly-play, Dave's flute and twelve-string, Janet's dulcet cello And Jeff's tin whistles join, one winter's day To lead O'Brien's Pub in merry bellow. The words are garbled, some don't know the tune, And calls for Free Bird happen frequently, But none to Christmas carols is immune, Especially when all are in … Continue reading December 19: Wassail
December 18: Pay Gap
Among creators it has long been known That things we make have value far beyond Their saleability, and it's been shown That such creative work creates a bond Between all cultures, peoples, generations, And benefits the brain in myriad ways, Like bridging gaps in peoples' educations- And yet this work is rarely work that pays. … Continue reading December 18: Pay Gap
December 17: Nota Bene
I crossed the street and there, stopped at the light, A chartreuse Prius, like the one you drive, Or drove, and in its mileage took delight When we talked cars and you were still alive, So, without thinking, I inclined my head To see if you or wife were at the wheel, And that's when … Continue reading December 17: Nota Bene
Libby Weber 