Saturday, December 8, 2012

Before the Party


Lord,
in this stillness,
by this hissing fire,
under the glowing
glorying of white lights and garland,
while cookies’ frosted pageants
rest awhile,
while royal burgundy mulls,
soaking in gold honeycomb,
cinnamon and allspice,
while the star perches above
an empty room
(save us),
save us—
save us
with these simple things
we love so simply.

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