Brilliant. What can I say?...just brilliant. OffWorld
--- In [email protected], "do.rflex" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > > > Christ climbed down > from His bare Tree > this year > and ran away to where > there were no rootless Christmas trees > hung with candycanes and breakable stars > > Christ climbed down > from His bare Tree > this year > and ran away to where > there were no gilded Christmas trees > and no tinsel Christmas trees > and no tinfoil Christmas trees > and no pink plastic Christmas trees > and no gold Christmas trees > and no black Christmas trees > and no powderblue Christmas trees > hung with electric candles > and encircled by tin electric trains > and clever cornball relatives > > Christ climbed down > from His bare Tree > this year > and ran away to where > no intrepid Bible salesmen > covered the territory > in two-tone cadillacs > and where no Sears Roebuck creches > complete with plastic babe in manger > arrived by parcel post > the babe by special delivery > and where no televised Wise Men > praised the Lord Calvert Whiskey > > Christ climbed down > from His bare Tree > this year > and ran away to where > no fat handshaking stranger > in a red flannel suit > and a fake white beard > went around passing himself off > as some sort of North Pole saint > crossing the desert to Bethlehem > Pennsylvania > in a Volkswagen sled > drawn by rollicking Adirondack reindeer > and German names > and bearing sacks of Humble Gifts > from Saks Fifth Avenue > for everybody's imagined Christ child > > Christ climbed down > from His bare Tree > this year > and ran away to where > no Bing Crosby carollers > groaned of a tight Christmas > and where no Radio City angels > iceskated wingless > thru a winter wonderland > into a jinglebell heaven > daily at 8:30 > with Midnight Mass matinees > > Christ climbed down > from His bare Tree > this year > and softly stole away into > some anonymous Mary's womb again > where in the darkest night > of everybody's anonymous soul > He awaits again > an unimaginable > and impossibly > Immaculate Reconception > the very craziest of > Second Comings > > ~~ Lawrence Ferlinghetti, famous for running the City Lights > bookstore in San Francisco, wrote this poem in the 1950s > http://www.vex.net/~paulmac/paul/ccd.html >
