[poem + recipe] Making Strufoli by Barbara Crooker
Since I welcomed the new year with two Barbara Crooker poems, it's only fitting that I share another of her gems for my final Poetry Friday post of 2015. I can't think of a more life affirming way ...
Barbara Crooker: "Solstice" Still, in almost every window, a single candle burns, there are tiny white lights on evergreens and pines, and the darkness is not complete.
