Looking for enchantment …

… Paris Review – T. S. Eliot’s “The Cultivation of Christmas Trees”, Casey N. Cep. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)

I was a child for whom those lights were stars and that angel was more than a decoration. I read “The Cultivation of Christmas Trees” to remember that what Eliot says was once true for me, and to hope that it might be true again. But December after December my memory fades and “the spirit of wonder” seems like something traced in the vapor of a breath on a cold windowpane: once visible, but long since disappeared.