Something About Light
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Tinted and white glow
Twinkling
In the darkest time —
Unlit hours of the year,
Your year,
Mine.
Switch off the light
To understand how a candle dies —
Turns inward
To disappear.
A flicker burns stronger,
Briefly,
Stills,
Then darkens
Winter. Stills.
But not really.
Unseen mornings
Are beseeched by headlight eyes,
So I carry the flashlight.
Unnatural shadows made
For their peace of mind.
It’s safe in the place
We’re not supposed to be.
Across open boundaries,
I turn the artificial glow
Into myself.
So, we too disappear.
The longest night of year
Folded into itself.
Flame. Flicker. Dying candle.
Seconds, minutes, hours
Own light
When not compared
To others
And to what others
Expect.
Still.
Seconds, tick
Around faces.
Day comes,
Winter. Stills.
Darkness
Has nothing to do with light.
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Erin Conway
Erin Conway is an experienced classroom teacher, nonprofit staff trainer, and curriculum designer who has worked both locally and abroad. Erin currently works as a copywriter on the Communications & Marketing team at Beloit College. Her writing credentials include educational resources and outreach materials. Erin’s fiction and nonfiction essays have been published in a variety of literary magazines. She is always seeking new ways to contribute to and learn from the publishing community. Recent contributions: Cybils YA book reviewer, Multicultural Children's Book Day reviewer, Scholastic Writing & Art Award juror, social media team for Zoetic Press and reader/Editorial Assistant for CRAFT.
Find more from Erin on her website.
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