Dark Winter

Dark Winter

A Poem by Robert Trakofler
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This is an expansion of my Wintry Whispers poem after reading about my friends in the UK suffering from a more virulent strain of the Virus I felt need to offer a whisper of hope:)

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Dark Winter

 

I watched my footprints withdraw in the snow

As the Flurry displaces my passage

And how I arrived I’ll soon not know

Though blustery and cold, it knows no passion

An inclement starkness of heedless bestow

In this our dark winter’s pandemic storm

Drifting the trees in a glistening tableau

Drafting the prosaic to enchanted

Cloaking my ambition strides undergo

To longing for past seasons romantic

For the touch of the ones we let go

And on this our longest nights dark frantic

My heart searches for the path to my home

To brace in the ease of a warm hearths glow

To bolster my course from the chill of panic

For even in the darkest of nights throw

The faintest glimmer can beam so lambent

To carry our plod in promises flow

In a new vision of hope decanted

For the spring thaw of resplendence granted

And that sight shall be a most splendorous show

So my friends near, and across the Atlantic

Take solace this season will end… our forego

© 2020 Robert Trakofler


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Even tho there's a definite chill blowing thru your poem, for the most part, you do a great job of stoking the fire of longing within. Not only is the UK being pegged as the "source" of some new virulent strain, but now other countries are dis-allowing travel from the UK becuz of it! Talk about being punished without trial or jury! It seems restrictions are so willy-nilly, I have no idea what "new rules" are enacted from day to day. I feel sorry for those who are destined to find a way thru the madness. As for me, I've got plenty of coffee, bud, & firewood, so I might not go out & face all this s**t for quite some months to come! Your poem is a striking collage of all the touching & longing many have felt for some sort of "normality" (whatever that means anymore!) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

4 Weeks Ago

I don't make up the situation and dear god I don't think i could make up one more surreal if i sat a.. read more



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When this is all over, one must wonder what we have learned.
And if there's a reason for everything,
we may have to discover that reason individually.
Our worst year has passed.
Let's hope the next shows more sun than clouds.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

2 Weeks Ago

I think this next year will be bittersweet splendid, my friend! but i do worry if the lessons will b.. read more
and just imagine, there was a time when pretention was the accompaniment for chaos and the obdurate were called "patriots" just because their hard feelings never softened. This year has taught us (taught me) that ethical theories and moral precepts are both objectively valid. I don't remember ever wanting the spring to come more than I have this winter. This poem is that of awakening not just awareness. like Mallarme's poem "Afternoon of a Faun" where the half man awakens to reveal his sensuous memories of forest nymphs/ their touch not just their beliefs.
Before this year I don't ever remember saying the word "pandemic". I mean, not even once. But why should I? Without the distortion of personal feelings there is this prejudice of fixed alternatives that can easily reduce all subjective factors to a minimum I suppose. Death to the dying is only death until it finds us pounding on the windows of the IC ward demanding to our loved ones to breath....Your amazing....dana

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


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Robert Trakofler

2 Weeks Ago

Dana, I look forward to your reviews almost as much as my final period in a poem:) my first memorabl.. read more
i love the way you say things .. your "voice" as it were .. you use everyday language but it is cloaked in a certain very classic elegance ... and its intellectually challenging ...using verbs for nouns ..inverted phrasing that in other hands would leave me thinking ... this person is not quite glued ;))))))))))) the metaphor with footprints in the snow works for me .. i was just talking with my Upstate NY sister and the snow was already inches deep and still piling ... their footprints quickly vanishing .. the pain of losses staggering ... added to a yearly death quota it seems .. more heavily weighted .. but my favorite part is your closing ... i think it reflects the hope that people are more and more seeing and igniting ... love the random rhymes ... all these things your trademark ... be well sir .. thanks for sharing
E.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


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Robert Trakofler

2 Weeks Ago

I love that you know my write so well it gives me a sense of hope my friend:) conventional has never.. read more
Einstein Noodle

2 Weeks Ago

yes you do sir! when i was very young my friends and I use to do what we called "cracked drawings" w.. read more
It is somewhat reassuring to see that last shortest day go by with the ultimate prospect of better times ahead
but then someone has to go find a mutated strain and now another variant (or 2?) has popped up so possibly the good times are not over yet
at least, everything else seems to fade in comparison
However
Have yourself a Merry Christmas and afterward we can all get back to the more familiar business of worldwide disaster, destruction and disease

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

3 Weeks Ago

I am so looking forward to that:)
This is the winter of our discontent and distance from each other.
we need spring and to spring from this madness..."our plod in promises"
Oh I really like that.
j.

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

4 Weeks Ago

some lines always come back to me the discontent one flashes to me a lot it is so very fitting for t.. read more
A very hopeful write in this trying time.with the new strain it seems we are again returning to square one. But we have only hope that with the coming new year we can embrace the bright colours of life once again. Take care...

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

4 Weeks Ago

We will dream we will take heart dear one we will!
This one really captures our present situation. The first two lines especially symbolize how fragile and impermanent life can be in these days of the plague. Yes, we do long for past seasons and for those taken by the pestilence, and now we hear of a new and fast spreading strain of it in England. The speaker is groping for some ray of hope; maybe the vaccines will be the light at the end of the proverbial tunnel. We cannot give up hope.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

4 Weeks Ago

Thanks John:) that infernal mechanism in me that manages to see the good and hope thru all things ha.. read more
well Bunny, you see France and Europe in general are trying to punish the UK for leaving the union by making trade and everything else as difficult as possibe; but we are a GREAT nation and shall overcome ... they forget too easily how we helped them in their time of need in WW2 .
We shall overcome both their pettiness and this virus ..

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

4 Weeks Ago

well we here in the states are so behind you right now! perhaps more than any other country yours ha.. read more
Stella Armour

4 Weeks Ago

Well Bunny , Boris has secured our freedom from the binds of the European Union today ... something .. read more
Even tho there's a definite chill blowing thru your poem, for the most part, you do a great job of stoking the fire of longing within. Not only is the UK being pegged as the "source" of some new virulent strain, but now other countries are dis-allowing travel from the UK becuz of it! Talk about being punished without trial or jury! It seems restrictions are so willy-nilly, I have no idea what "new rules" are enacted from day to day. I feel sorry for those who are destined to find a way thru the madness. As for me, I've got plenty of coffee, bud, & firewood, so I might not go out & face all this s**t for quite some months to come! Your poem is a striking collage of all the touching & longing many have felt for some sort of "normality" (whatever that means anymore!) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

4 Weeks Ago

I don't make up the situation and dear god I don't think i could make up one more surreal if i sat a.. read more

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