The Night Express slow on wintry tracks.
Reflects in station glass
hard faces sunk in coats and scarfs;
damn cold through every crack.
Out on the darkened plain appears
ahead the smallest light
becomes a blaze against the night,
those gathered to its cheer.
Image: Pexels. A quadrille (44 words) for Dverse where De Jackson is hosting and asks us for ‘cheer’ in our writing.
And for today’s December playlist, here’s Franz Schubert’s Winterreise – (Winter Journey, for those actually in winter at the moment).