December Snowstorm

This week’s poem in the Catholic Poetry Room is by Thomas Lequin.                                                                                                                                         

December Snowstorm

I search the cellar
this late winter afternoon,
looking for candles, flashlights,
batteries and lanterns.

Successful, I come upstairs
to a darkening day though
white, almost two
feet of you.

Yard and driveway are plowed,
doorways shoveled,
and the wood stove gives its heat.
There is no light at 5 pm,
save for my little candle.

CMP gives no information of
when the power will return—
they are as much in the dark
as I am, maybe more.

The Christophers say
it is better to light just one
little candle than to curse
the darkness of the night.

I pray with them and do
as they say.

Thomas Lequin is a Catholic priest who lives in Maine. He is also a farmer, hunter, fisherman, Maine Master Guide and writer. Some of his stories and poems have appeared in Chiron Review, Plough, the Anglican Theological Review, Presence and other journals and anthologies.

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Jeffrey Essmann, ICL Poetry Curator To submit poetry to be considered for the Catholic Poetry Room, visit our submission guidelines page.

Jeffrey Essmann is Poetry Editor for and always searching for the best Catholic poetry from today's poets as well as those of the past.

Jeffrey is an essayist and poet living in New York. His work has appeared in numerous magazines and literary journals, among them America Magazine, Dappled Things, the St. Austin Review and The Road Not Taken. He is a Benedictine oblate of Mt. Saviour Monastery.

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