It's Christmas Eve Day in Japan, and I got up early to do some of the baking and cooking for tomorrow's dinner, and for tonight's special dinner too. The wind is howling here. And I've borrowed the following poem by George Starbuck from the Poetry Foundation website. Enjoy.
O
fury-
bedecked!
O glitter-torn!
Let the wild wind erect
bonbonbonanzas; junipers affect
frostyfreeze turbans; iciclestuff adorn
all cuckolded creation in a madcap crown of horn!
It’s a new day; no scapegrace of a sect
tidying up the ashtrays playing Daughter-in-Law
Elect;
bells! bibelots! popsicle cigars! shatter the glassware! a son
born
now
now
while ox and ass and infant lie
together as poor creatures will
and tears of her exertion still
cling in the spent girl’s eye
and a great firework in the sky
drifts to the western hill.
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