Thursday, December 21, 2023

There is a light (Poem)


There is a light

that flickers violently
in the Middle East.

On this, the darkest
and longest of nights,

what has not been razed
in Gaza gives shelter:

a wind-whipped tent
among tents, a hospital

corridor, the burned-out
shell of an Orthodox church

where Christ, new-borne,
will lie among the rubble.

Soon a blast mistaken
for God's own voice joins

with the cries of children,
the silencing wails of women.

Snow is falling in Gaza,
and somewhere there

is a light that flickers,
land within sight.

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