Delicate as December

Posted on Feb 1 by SEASONS Magazine

Delicate as December

By George Yatchisin


You don’t have to be too old to remember

be-spectacled Santa in Carpinteria,

his back to the sea, gazing continentally

towards all the work he had to do.


Of course we would all fly highway-fast by,

or just ignore him—take in sunsets, a warmer

red than his cap, more like the oranges

suddenly ripe ornaments on their trees.


So much of the world sighs into its boots

and parkas as the calendar blows its bitter wind.

Yet we at worst have to slightly swerve our way

home, around the tree suddenly planted


mid-State Street, sort of for the season,

sort of a narrow umbrella of pine and lights,

sort of an assertion we take our trees seriously,

especially given these have no leaves to lose.


Originally published in the Winter 2019 issue of Santa Barbara Seasons Magazine.



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