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1 Sep, 2024

Christmas Eve

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Long listed for the Write about Walking Together competition 2024


Christmas Eve – written and read by Krista Carson

Flesh will freeze in mere minutes
the weatherman said

undeterred
she walks ahead

huffing breath
a small white cloud

her coat nearly to her ankles
like a teacher on yard duty

I am a reluctant traveller
on this long night

of snow crust
like burnt toast

it’s too cold to speak
so we don’t

we simply walk
red-cheeked

I blink away the blur
of large snowflakes

we sniffle and shuffle
inside the church

we are greeted
with dancing light

fifty people hold candlesticks
tiny cups catch wax drips

we take ours
to find warmth

despite soggy boots
and solemnity

in the cardinal glow
of this rarest visit

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APA style reference

Carson, K. (2024). Christmas Eve. walk · listen · create. https://walklistencreate.org/2024/09/01/christmas-eve/

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The Scottish and English word plodging has been wading through the lexical muck and mire since the late 1700s, and it refers to icky, slow, molasses-type walking. Plodge is probably a variation of plod. This word isn’t totally out of use, as a 1995 use from British magazine The Countryman illustrates: “Northbound Pennine Wayfarers, plodging through the interminable peat-bogs of the North Pennines.” Even if you have a spring in your step, it’s tough to skip merrily through the peat-bogs. Credits to Mark Peters.

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