Monday, December 24, 2007

Poetry and Christmas ...

... courtesy of Rus Bowden:

Jump Cut: War is hell, but inspires deep poetry.

Britain celebrates Charles Wesley's life, legacy.

William Winstanley: The man who saved Christmas from Cromwell's misery

More holiday verse.

Christmas without faith


  1. Anonymous8:40 PM

    Here is a terrific Christmas Poem by Thomas Hatdy,"The Oxen."

    The Oxen

    Thomas Hardy (1915)

    Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock.
    “Now they are all on their knees,”
    An elder said as we sat in a flock
    By the embers in hearthside ease.

    We pictured the meek mild creatures where
    They dwelt in their strawy pen.
    Nor did it occur to one of us there
    To doubt they were kneeling then.

    So fair a fancy few believe
    In these years! Yet, I feel,
    If someone said on Christmas Eve
    “Come; see the oxen kneel

    “In the lonely barton by yonder comb
    Our childhood used to know,”
    I should go with him in the gloom,
    Hoping it might be so.

  2. Hi Joe,

    Passing it on from Carol Saba, who shared that very poem, here is a great critique of The Oxen at The Victorian Web.

    Also, on the "More holiday verse" link, I found the link that poetry is more of: Winter lights, winter nights

    Merry Christmas.