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Illustration of Harvard Square building from above, with snowflakes falling

Illustration by Grace Coffey (NPS)

Riding upon the Goat, with snow-white hair,

I come, the last of all. This crown of mine

Is of the holly; in my hand I bear

The thyrsus, tipped with fragrant cones of pine.

I celebrate the birth of the Divine,

And the return of the Saturnian reign;--

My songs are carols sung at every shrine.

Proclaiming "Peace on earth, good will to men."

DECEMBER from The Poet's Calendar by Henry Longfellow

Winter, you are

Beautifully not bitter

But beaming with ice

You, and I are one

From Cataclysm of Snowfall by Justice JI Brooks

2022 Harvard Square Holiday Poetry Stroll

December 10, 2022-January 1, 2023

Longfellow House-Washington's Headquarters National Historic Site is excited to announce the third annual Harvard Square Holiday Poetry Stroll** **in partnership with Mass Poetry and the Harvard Square Business Association. Short works by local poets will be on view at outdoor locations around the Square. Many of this year's poems were selected in conjunction with Mass Poetry's The Hard Work of Hope series, which featured "poems from our community that offer moments of reprieve and inspiration in these difficult and confusing times."

We invite you to enjoy the self-guided outdoor Holiday Poetry Stroll with your friends or loved ones.** **There is no designated start or end point for this experience. This year's poems and locations, and the opportunity to create your own poetry, are listed on this page.

2022 Harvard Square Holiday Poetry Stroll Map

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Cataclysm of Snowfall

By Justice JI Brooks

Featured at Brattle Plaza Giving Tree (In front of 27-31 Brattle St.)

This year's stroll highlights the work of Cambridge youth poet Justice Brooks alongside over a dozen other remarkable local poets.

**When you find the time to let it go, breathe it in

When you find the time for mistletoe, hold them close

When you find the time for hot cocoa, remember the mellows**

Continue reading Cataclysm of Snowfall

By Justice JI Brooks

When you find the time to let it go, breathe it in

When you find the time for mistletoe, hold them close

When you find the time for hot cocoa, remember the mellows

When you find the time to snow angel, smile big

They don't know you like I know you

Smell the frost in the glazed night sky

You are more than green and white

True delight

You may be cold, but not bitter

Bearer of presents and love alike

Memories forged in mountains of snowfall

Cozied up by the fireplace, as warm as joy

Happiness

Love

They don't know you like I know you

They deny the color you bring

They cant see the light you shine

Snowflakes drifting underneath lamplights

The soft yet firm

Crunch

Crunch

Crunch of footsteps upon the

Snow

Snow is your mistletoe

You way to show

You love me so

Your carols sung

Our hearts aglow

I freeze and breathe in

The 17 degree weather

Without hesitation

They don't know you like I know you

You may not crunch like leaves

of the autumn desert rainbow

Sing and carol like permafrost waves of summer

Ice cream lover

Shine like roses

Tulips

Daffodils

Dancing peacefully like

A moth drifts to a flame

But you do crunch

And gleam full of light

And dance and carol

Under glazed moonlight

You do everything you need to

They do not know and love you like I do

Scent of cookies in the oven

Taste of snowflakes melting on your tongue

Winter, you are my carol

My light

My shine

And my dance

My reason to love christmas

You are my ugly cold

But you are my cold

As i drift away

Into my dreams

I cocoon my consciousness

In your cold embrace

Until happy new year sings

Your name

Winter, you are

Beautifully not bitter

But beaming with ice

You, and I are one

Get inspired

Cataclysm of Snowfall closes with the reflection "you, and I are one." Think of a time when you felt deeply connected to something, someone, or some idea. Then, write a poem or create a piece of art reflecting on that connection.

Or, create something in reaction to any of the eighteen featured poems! If you're feeling bold, email it to us or share it on social media using #HSQPoetry2022. We might share it in a gallery on this page!

DECEMBER from The Poet's Calendar

By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1882)

Featured at Longfellow House-Washington's Headquarters NHS (105 Brattle Street)

Riding upon the Goat, with snow-white hair,

Click here to continue reading The Poet's Calendar.

Summer 2021 Cicadas

By Ellen Steinbaum

Featured at 94 Brattle Street (private residence)

They’re my last cicadas, though who can be sure,

Click here to continue reading Summer 2021 Cicadas.

Oh, my brown boy

By Sunayana Kachroo

Featured at American Repertory Theater ( 64 Brattle St.)

You tear up crooning the star-spangled banner

Click here to continue reading Oh, my brown boy

Pseudo-Haiku for Immigrant Haters

By Totongi

Featured at Cambridge Center for Adult Education (42 Brattle St.)

**You say **Go Home! I say Go Home Too!

Continue reading Pseudo-Haiku For Immigrant Haters

(Dedicated to millions in the United States who mobilized in March-April 2006 to demand equal rights for US immigrants and immigration-originated families that have been the mainstay of US’s society since the beginning.)

Lou Dobbs, major-Jon in his CNN perk

immolates his own people’s spirit

in a time of lament and fits.

The Mayflower’s descent in wretchedness

found in the new land a respite

the same Columbus acquired.

Germany’s "guest workers" and the like

few years after the final solution

convey lessons in bashing absolution.

The Mexicans have come back home,

would you think since this land was taken

a day the Rio Grande was in blood and mayhem.

You say "Go Home!" I say "Go Home Too!"

We all come from a nether space of despair;

I say "Let’s All Together Come Home!"

Ranting may well protect your stuffs

other peoples exist in our world

Cosmos turns around and conscience still molds.

Racism degrades the eternal meaning

the cross-germination of recreated beauties

you may want to return to time passed.

Time when the liberation dream of being

even in the absence of genuine love rituals

regained the right to question and to hope.

-Tontongi (March-April 2006).

(First published in my collection of poems In The Beast's Alley, published by Trilingual Press, Cambridge, 2013.)

Necessity

By Roselyn Kubek

Featured at Cambridge Center for Adult Education Blacksmith's House (56 Brattle St.)

January fills us so darkly

Click here to continue reading Necessity

notes on: acts of service

By Anthony Febo

Featured at Coyneworks Art Gallery Pop Up (34 JFK St.)

**and so

i propose to you to ponder this**

Click here to continue reading notes on: acts of service

Only

By Danielle Legros Georges

Featured at Gallery 24/7 (Mount Auburn & Holyoke St.)

Nature hides

the most beautiful

Click here to continue reading Only

the US is on the brink of war and i’ve just taken a chem test

By Ezana Demissie

Featured at the Democracy Center (45 Mount Auburn St.)

sometimes i crave the quiet space

****Click here to continue reading the US is on the brink of war and i’ve just taken a chem test

Permabeauty in the Boston Athenæum

By Andie Sheridan

Featured at Grolier Poetry Book Shop (6 Plympton St.)

In ash and thorn

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The Idea of Eleanor

By William Tilleczek

Featured at Felix Shoe Repair (1304 Massachusetts Avenue)

Hail, corner-rounder and surprise

****Click here to continue reading The Idea of Eleanor

Haloed

By Marjorie Thomsen

Featured at the Smoke Shop BBQ (8 Holyoke St.)

****Galileo would be stunned: Jupiter’s 79

****Click here to continue reading Hope

Hope

By Ingrid Goff-Maidoff

Featured at Cambridge Trust (1336 Massachusetts Avenue)

I hung hope out with the laundry

****Click here to continue reading Hope

sipèstisyon

By Mckendy Fils-Aimé

Featured at Harvard Coop (1400 Massachusetts Ave.)

in an effort to encourage healthy eating

****Click here to continue reading sipèstisyon

The Sky's Reflection

By Amy Manion
Featured at Otto Pizza (1432 Massachusetts Ave)

When will I let myself outside?

****Click here to continue reading The Sky's Reflection.

Love is a Battlefield, Literally, Because the Planet is on Fire

By Margot Douaihy

Featured at First Parish in Cambridge (3 Church Street)

& I’m too in love with this world & its creatures,

****Click here to continue reading Love is a Battlefield, Literally, Because the Planet is on Fire.

Before the Ashes

By Christina Pierre Louis

Featured at Christ Church Cambridge (0 Garden Street)

Before your body became ashes

****Click here to continue reading Before the Ashes.

Offering

By Jean Dany Joachim

Featured at First Church Cambridge (11 Garden Street)

I am the poem without words;

Continue reading Offering

I am the poem without words;

I will not be read or said aloud.

I must now stand aside

As I leave the page as an offering.

Come, and come all

To write the collective voice.

Write the redemption poem

With your slogans from the last protests

And whispers of endless nights of prayers.

Write down the paths to follow.

Write your hopeful days.

Write all that is said, all that is heard,

Along with the children’s dreams

With their colors and differences.

Write the land as it stands;

Let the page be a mirror…

I am the poem without words;

I will not be read or said aloud.

Here, I take my leave.

-Jean Dany Joachim

November 8, 2020

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