Wednesday, December 17, 2014


I’m struggling with all kinds of darkness. And I just looked at last year’s blog posts for the same week, and it was just the same then, so maybe I have seasonal affective disorder, despite the SAD light beaming out like an alien spaceship from the top of the chest of drawers.

Today I will bring in the tree. I love the tree: apart from being surrounded by family, it’s my favourite bit of Christmas.

It's not fair to quote living poets' work on the net (how are they expected to make a living?) but here is the beginning of The Christmas Life by Wendy Cope:

Bring in a tree, a young Norwegian spruce,

Bring hyacinths that rooted in the cold.

Bring winter jasmine as its buds unfold -

Bring the Christmas life into this house.

and the end:

Bring in a birth, of hope and love and light.

Bring the Christmas life into the house.


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