The Same Thing I Post Every Christmas Eve. Is there anything else?

from spiralling ecstatically this

proud nowhere of earth’s most prodigious night
blossoms a newborn babe:around him,eyes
–gifted with every keener appetite
than mere unmiracle can quite appease–
humbly in their imagined bodies kneel
(over time space doom dream while floats the whole

perhapsless mystery of paradise)

mind without soul may blast some universe
to might have been,and stop ten thousand stars
but not one heartbeat of this child;nor shall
even prevail a million questionings
against the silence of his mother’s smile

–whose only secret all creation sings

e.e.cummings

Merry Christmas.

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4 thoughts on “The Same Thing I Post Every Christmas Eve. Is there anything else?

  1. Lisa and JR- Isn’t it a wonderful poem? A friend introduced it to me during my senior year (was it?) of college, and I Just Love It. JR, I’d love to see a copy of your syllabus! I’m thinking of offering a poetry elective next spring (’10).Kate, Welcome to my blog. Thank you so much for taking the time to comment. It’s great to know that people are reading. Happy New Year!-Rebecca

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