Marianne Stokes, Candlemas Day, c. 1901

Twenty-two (the wax, the wick, the flame)

On the afternoon of February second, you brought snowdrops into the house. Armfuls of them, their heads shyly drooping. Every empty jar in the house was filled with them. Then you set freshly-blessed candles on the tables and windowsills alongside the flowers. The scent of flowers and beeswax warmed the house.’They must burn all night,’ you … Continue reading

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