Tuesday, December 23, 2008

A Poem by Luci Shaw

In her new book entitled, "Accompanied by Angels: Poems of the Incarnation", Luci Shaw expresses Jesus' arrival in a manner I have not yet considered until now.

One

Winter, and very cold,
and the night at
its deepest. The politicians,
as usual, double-tongued.
The town chaotic, teeming
with strangers.
And tonight, as often
in winter, in Bethlehem,
snow is falling.

I always love
how each flake,
torn from the sky,
arrives separately,
without sound, almost
unnoticed in
a flurry of others. How
each one (on a clear
night) lies there glittering
on the swelling breast
of snow, crisp
and intact, as wholly itself
as every radiant star

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