Christmas Lights

Yesterday I visited my friends at Charles House and we talked Christmas poetry. I read them my favorites, e. e. cummings’ little tree and Jane Kenyon’s Taking Down the Tree and, of course, A Visit from St. Nicholas, which just about everybody remembers and read along with me. Then we wrote our own Christmas poem which I present here.

Christmas Lights

We drag a little cardboard suitcase
down from the attic smelling its age

Like sweet potatoes pulled raw from the earth
we collect tiny bulbs on twisted strings
untangling roots from darkened gems

About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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