I took the Christmas tree down

I am sharing this out of season, an Easter poem I wrote a few years ago, as we were adjusting to our empty nest.

I wanted to share it with Harry Miller at Yellow Crane in the Rain. You should visit his blog. This is one of my favourite posts:
https://yellowcraneintherain.blog/2018/09/06/in-situ/

Are You Thrilled

on Holy Thursday, because I promised it would not be there
to look at on Easter morning. Dinner, notwithstanding
the ham and sweet potatoes would resemble our Christmas dinner
our eyes on the lovely tree in all its glory
the ornaments shiny and calling out to us, rejoice-celebrate-

Though now they mock us-drinking a toast to grandmas deceased, and
burn the roast and put out the candles, but they have no right
to judge us, those self-serving props of Santa Claus
on that holiest of holy days to look at our slips and slights, and
tell the neighbors, look their lights are up past epiphany

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2 thoughts on “I took the Christmas tree down

  1. It’s not the most comfortable thing, to write about how the Christmas tree ‘mocks’ us, but I think it’s probably the best word, and a powerful one.

    Thanks for sharing this. Maybe it’s not as out of season as it would seem. It feels like we’re living in ‘the corpse of the summer.’ I’d love for the autumn to arrive.

    Thanks also for directing traffic to my humble blog.

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