Equinox

By Debra Milligan

Equinox
Equinox is the solar phenomenon that occurs twice a year, on 20 March and 22 September. It is the autumnal equinox which colors and shades these 20 poems by Debra Milligan.

Day and night are believed to be of approximately equal duration but technically they are not exact. The duration depends upon where you are. This perspective highlights these poems about time: the transitions and interludes in our lives.

Sometimes the taste of autumn is sweet, sometimes bitter, sometimes bitter-sweet. These poems offer the many flavours of the autumnal equinox within experiences of grief, joy, forgiveness, parting, love, solitude, faith, betrayal, hope, reunion, and many other moments announced by the change of seasons from summer to fall.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Debra Milligan
• Release date: Dec 6, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311841698

Debra Milligan

Debra Milligan is a novelist, essayist, poet, and short story writer. She is fluent in French and has varied interests in the fine arts, architecture, history of all kinds, music, horses, hounds, the Golden Age of Hollywood, quilting, fashion, and gardening.

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Equinox

Debra Milligan

Copyright 2014 Debra Milligan

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Table of Contents

DEDICATION

1 Daybreak

2 Her Equinox

3 Time Travel

4 September Song

5 Interlude

6 The Carpet Rose Queen

7 The Master Planner

8 The Bargain Basement

9 Field of Poppies

10 Amitié

11 Advice

12 Rodrigo

13 Home

14 Meditation

15 The Chimes

16 Bridge of Honour

17 Magic

18 Questions

19 My Future

20 The Grass is Green

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DEDICATION

To the Voices

Of my past

And my

Voices

Of the future

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1.

Daybreak

I have fully grieved

And so

I think now of

Only the good

And none of the bad

That intruded

Upon my memory

Which lives

Free of the sad.

I cry no more

At the oddest

Times.

I think no more

In poet’s rhymes

Of the love

I thought

I’d lost.

That love is no

Longer tempest

Toss’d.

That love is now

Within my soul.

And so with no

Regret

I remember

With no regret

I forget

And live from

Day to day

The way

You’d wished

I would:

The sorrow was

But a token

Of the good

And the road

Stretches out

Before me

With endless

Possibility

Along every mile

With the

Sunshine of our smile.

17 August 2014

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2.

Her Equinox

She bought two cards

Of pressed flowers

that recalled the

final hour

of her Equinox.

She saw once more

The horse of

Dappled gray,

Riding midst the morning

Hay