advent journal: words from a young poet

I left my notes for my post sitting on my desk at school this afternoon as I was heading for the second shift at the computer store. I came home tonight to discover these words from Nate Klug, a new poet to me and a fellow UCCer.

Advent


In the middle of December
to start over


to assume again
an order


at the end
of wonder


to conjure
and then to keep


slow dirty sleet
within its streetlight

I could not help but share my discovery and hope that I have the good fortune to bump into him somewhere along the road.

Peace,
Milton