It's just poetry, it won't bite

Yulish


12.24.12 Posted in today's words by

Elizabeth Dublin travels a lot and writes wherever she is. 

Yulish
By Elizabeth Dublin

If the eggnog has no rum
and the tree is green but the floor
is bare of needles

if the grass is greener
than it was in June and redbirds
play in puddles

if the music is saccharine
and not sacred or at least fun
then ’tis not

the long-heralded season.

Bake some cookies.
Listen to Nat King Cole.
Lay out some glitter

topped cotton batting
and assort the collection
of tchotchkes upon it.

Pin a gold bird to a vine
nest and set them on the
center branch 

of an outdoor tree.
Invite the world to spin
out its magic

and revel in this pristine moment.



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