r.s.thomas
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Tuesday, December 24, 2002 Sea Christmas This is the wrong Christmas in the right place: mistletoe water there is no kissing under; the soused holly of the wrack, and birds coming to the bird-table with no red on their breast. All night it has snowed foam on the splintering beaches, but the dawn- wind carries it away, load after load, and look, the sand at the year's solstice is young flesh on a green crib, product of an immacukate conception. 1979 posted by thomas | 7:53 PM |
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