| InterBoard Poetry Competition | |
| Second Place Winner, December 2007 | |
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NORTHLAND SOLSTICE Eric Linden (Mosaic Musings) Snow lay deep that cold December on my Dawson City home, shrouding mountains, lakes and rivers far and wide, including Nome. Not much moved; our world was frozen from Old Crow to Watson Lake. Even ravens had forsaken this harsh land, for pity’s sake. Darkness dwelled; it stopped and dallied, swallowed up the midnight sun. How I cursed this devil northland and its grip I couldn’t shun. Came the day I went out walking; all was quiet, skies pale blue; in the woods, those white-clad pine trees sparkled like old Manitou. Could it be that I heard carols coming from those soundless hills? Solstice in this frigid northland spells more, brighter winter chills. Judge E. Ethelbert Miller’s comments: “What would Jack London think of this poem? Here is the Yukon. Dawson City a place where people went looking for gold? This poem however captures the moment more than history. One is a witness to the landscape and seeing its beauty through the eyes of a poet. Nothing moves -- except the language. What lies beyond the cold and darkness? What brighter winter chills? I like the question this poem asks -- ‘Could it be that I heard carols / coming from those soundless hills?’”
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