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#december quotes
mothumn · 5 months
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December. A desperate celebration of an end.
- Chandrama Deshmukh, A Teaspoon Of Stars
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e-louise-bates · 1 year
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"December ... Days of clear brilliance. Evenings that were like cups of glamor--the purest vintage of winter's wine. Nights with their fire of stars. Cold, exquisite winter sunrises ... Moonlight on birches in a silver thaw ... Great silences, austere and searching."
-LM Montgomery, The Blue Castle
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moondenss · 4 months
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letsbeapoemtogether · 5 months
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All of a sudden it's December; the end of the year came earlier.
Abhilasha
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dactylicreveries · 5 months
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-Mahmoud Darwish, from "In the Presence of Absence," originally published in 2006
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embeccy · 4 months
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“December. This heart full of tears and of night.”
- Albert Camus
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"And even now in the gathering dark of a late afternoon in December, of one more year stretching between us, I think of you. I remember."
~ Tom Hansen, from "December Monologue"
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pieceofpoems · 5 months
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I want to make so many good memories this december as i know it may not come again in this way.
-Sadiya Ajaz, December 2023
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gennsoup · 4 months
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It was as dark as it would ever be but then I knew to expect this, the month being December, the month of darkness.
Louise Glück, Winter Recipes from the Collective
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darkacademiaposts · 1 year
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— Sarah Kay, from “Winter Without You”, No Matter the Wreckage
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sheiswisenbonkers · 5 months
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"It's winter
But I am warm Because, I'm holding a book"
©sheiswisenbonkers
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mothumn · 5 months
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December's wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer's memory...
John Geddes, A Familiar Rain
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adharagranley-writer · 4 months
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December.
with twinkling lights and candy. with morning frost and icy cold in the air. with the longest nights and the darkest days. with christmas joy coping with it.
cold december. sparkling december.
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wehavewords · 4 months
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“I heard a bird sing in the dark of December. A magical thing and sweet to remember. "We are nearer to Spring than we were in September," I heard a bird sing in the dark of December.”
Oliver Herford, "I Heard a Bird Sing"
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letsbeapoemtogether · 4 months
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Jean Lorrain, from Selected Poems; "Dropping Petals," written c. 1889
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verge-of-collapse · 1 year
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Look at me like you know me? Look into your eyes and know that i am home.
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