How the light falls

The darkness and the light are wrapped together like twine
these midwinter days
The sun
it walks with a crook in its back
and it sheds its rays
                               at
                                   a
                                      slant

I walk around the house
switching on lamps
I need the light to spill over
onto chairs and floorboards
otherwise
I keep stumbling

It is cold now
most of the time
and I've been wearing
the same wool socks
for days on end
I know I should wash them
start fresh
but they
are
just
so
warm

That is what it is like
these last days
of the year

Old dancing with new
reminiscing wrapped in foretelling

I think
that I will just
keep going around
switching on lamps

For
whatever I do
I can see
more clearly
in
the
light