In the moody half-light
of the Imbolc landscape
between birch, ash and oak,
there’s an unspoken oath.
Brassy hazel catkins shimmer,
lemony lamb’s tail buds glimmer,
and there’s a gleam in Candlemas
bells’ nodding waxen flowers.
Everywhere, for the first time
this year, is the vow that temperatures will climb
and imbue everything
with the welcome scent of spring.
Kim M. Russell, 1st February 2021
My response to earthweal weekly challenge Seasonal Changes 1: Imbolc, also linked to dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night
Sarah welcomes us to the first of a series of seasonal posts about changes in the seasons.
She says that much of humanity has become disconnected from the earth and that seasonal changes are integral to how our planet works. She tells us about her walks during lockdown, noticing the seasonal changes in the landscape, and feeling connected again.
Sarah also tells us about the Wheel of the Year, a traditional framework for acknowledging and celebrating seasonal change, based on the traditional Celtic calendar. She explains Imbolc, a festival of new life and new beginnings traditionally celebrated at the start of February, and invites us to celebrate Imbolc through our poems.