Happy Winter Solstice
This year, for the first time since 1967, the winter solstice coincides with a full moon.
Let's celebrate with some beautiful, wintery poetry by Emily Brontë...
The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me
And I cannot, cannot go. The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow.
And the storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go. Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below;
But nothing drear can move me;
I will not, cannot go.