The darkest time of year requires dark poetry. So here’s Irish poet Joseph Campbell (not the well-known chronicler of mythology) with a few fine lines.
The dawn whiteness.
A bank of slate-grey cloud lying heavily over it.
The moon, like a hunted thing, dropping into the cloud.
But even with Oregon’s “slate-grey cloud”, there are counterpoints, like this rose from yesterday’s walk.
Susan Palmer's Exquisite Now 
2 responses to “Loving the dark”
For a minute I thought this might be the Joseph Conrad who wrote Heart of Darkness! His powerful critique of imperialism.
Definitely going on the dark side with that read.