I wrote a post for winter solstice 2022 with a collection of poems, quotations, and other things to read on the shortest night of the year, also known as Yule (possibly from the Old Norse word jõl, which was their solstice festival). A year later, here we are again with darkness and light changing their balance. Given that the movements of sun, moon and earth have been observed and experienced by humans since before recorded history it's quite possible that the solstice celebrations are the oldest ritual observances in the world.
This year I'm going beyond readings to engage some other senses, although in doing some of the explorations for this post I learned one of the Persian winter solstice traditions is to read poetry and I'm not leaving it out.
The Persian phrase "shab-e yald" means "night of birth." One of the Persian traditions for shab-e yald involves "Fal e Hafez." In that practice a person opens a copy of the Diwan e Hafez, the book of poetry by Hafez, and reads the last verse of whatever poem is on that page. This is received as a prediction of their destiny for the coming year. What might you find looking into one of your favorite books, whether or not it's poetry, if you practiced a bit of bibliomancy?
Sound: This year I give you a soundtrack to go with the readings: the album A Winter's Solstice by Windham Hill that I first listened to years ago. They have a whole series so you can keep listening with A Winter's Solstice II and beyond.
Taste: To take your Yule to the next level you may want to bake a yule log cake, also known as a Bûche De Noël in French. I tried to years ago and didn't make it across the line with the meringue mushroom decorations and all the rest, but maybe someday.
- Recipe for Bûche De Noël (Yule Log) from Sally's Baking Addiction
- Vegan Chocolate Yule Log from Crumbs & Caramel
"Winter Solstice" by Hilda Morley
A cold night crosses
our path
The world appears
very large, very
round now extending
far as the moon does
"At Winter Solstice" by Dolores Stewart Riccio
Now we go comforted
in dreams and ceremonies,
flaming our star-speck candles,
raising our voices against that other music,
drowning out the forever
at night’s heart.
"Winter Solstice Chant" by Annie Finch (this is the entire poem)
Vines, leaves, roots of darkness, growing,
now you are uncurled and cover our eyes
with the edge of winter sky
leaning over us in icy stars.
Vines, leaves, roots of darkness, growing,
come with your seasons, your fullness, your end.
"Winter Solstice 2019" by Diane Di Prima
The fact is: the Light will increase
It always does
Whether we think it should
or not. No matter how determined
we are to be gloomy.
"Solstice" by Barbara Crooker
And this is the shortest day of the year.
Still, in almost every window,
a single candle burns,
there are tiny white lights
on evergreens and pines,
and the darkness is not complete.
"A Winter Solstice Prayer" by Edward Hays
May we find hope in the lights we have kindled on this sacred night,
hope in one another and in all who form the web-work of peace and justice
that spans the world.
"Shab-e Yalda" by Passim
A shadow casts across a closing sky
where crowds will meet to bid the night good-bye.
With hushed excitement, waiting now respite;
in silence but for night hawks eerie cry.
Susan Cooper was one of my favorite authors long, long ago with her series The Dark Is Rising. She also wrote a children's book, The Shortest Day (*affiliate link), with her poem illustrated by Carson Ellis.
"The Shortest Day" by Susan Cooper
And so the Shortest Day came and the year died
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.
"Winter's Sweet, Sweet Song" by Damh the Bard
And my honouring of a year nearly gone,
In harmony with the Sun,
And Winter’s sweet, sweet song.
In closing, a poem that isn't about the solstice specifically, but seems to fit the longest night of the year. The entire poem is presented here, with a link to the source where I read it.
"What to Do in the Darkness" by Marilyn McEntire
Go slowly
Consent to it
But don't wallow in it
Know it as a place of germination
And growth
Remember the light
Take an outstretched hand if you find one
Exercise unused senses
Find the path by walking it
Practice trust
Watch for dawn
*I 100% believe you should support your local bookstore and library. I include links to Bookshop.org in case those aren't available to you, and to introduce you to a way you can order online while still benefitting a local bookseller. If I ever receive any commission on book sales through these links, proceeds will be donated to organizations supporting social justice and safer streets for people walking, rolling, and riding.
