Monday, January 5, 2009
Photo by Amy Kane of Atlantic Ave
Sometimes a blogger sees something on another blog and thinks, "Wow - I wish I'd been the first to post that!"
Just my reaction upon reading this wonderful section from the last part of W.H. Auden's "For the Time Being, A Christmas Oratorio". Of course the good news is that bloggers share, so a grateful H/T to Deacon Scott Dodge, from Salt Lake City via The Deacon's Bench for these words that so many will find a good fit...
Well, so that is that. Now we must dismantle the tree,
Putting the decorations back into their cardboard boxes --
Some have got broken -- and carrying them up to the attic.
The holly and the mistletoe must be taken down and burnt,
And the children got ready for school. There are enough
Left-overs to do, warmed-up, for the rest of the week --
Not that we have much appetite, having drunk such a lot,
Stayed up so late, attempted -- quite unsuccessfully --
To love all of our relatives, and in general
Grossly overestimated our powers. Once again
As in previous years we have seen the actual Vision and failed
To do more than entertain it as an agreeable
Possibility, once again we have sent Him away,
Begging though to remain His disobedient servant,
The promising child who cannot keep His word for long.
The Christmas Feast is already a fading memory,
And already the mind begins to be vaguely aware
Of an unpleasant whiff of apprehension at the thought
Of Lent and Good Friday which cannot, after all, now
Be very far off.
But, for the time being, here we all are...
Posted by Austin Fleming at 7:12 PM