daylight savings spent
bank winter fires against the
dying of the light
The conceit of this haiku may be too clever by half with its play with the concept of saving and spending light, especially as most of us don’t even have to rely on actual fires to survive in the winter–though only a little ways removed from most of our homes real fires are burning to bring blazing electric lights to them, in the furnace of a coal fired plant or the contained glow of a reactor.
I like the thought of a fire banked throughout the winter, which is fueled and blown to life when needed—which is stoked to extra brightness during the winter festivals, one of which for Christians is all about light of a more brilliant, darkness-penetrating sort.
Something to think about as we string our lights to twinkling against the gloom.