This Brave New World, CXXXI
a girl whispers
Santa*, can you stop the war?
his finger to his lips
Chen-ou Liu
My Dear Friends:
On this Christmas day in the shadow of both wars and tough economic times, I would like to share with you a set of Christmas poems, written in different themes and moods, for your imagination and reflections
Advent Calendar
the final window
a refugee mother
Helen Buckingham
toll booth lit for Christmas --
from my hand to hers
warm change
Michael Dylan Welch
Christmas lights . . .
the ambulance flashing
in all the windows
David Serjeant
Christmas songs
deepening
the loneliness
Pamela A. Babusci
birdsong gone
as the snowfield darkens
I stand in awe
this Christmas eclipse
with the Neanderthal
Guy Simser
gazing
at snow crystals on the skylight
this Christmas morning
how small and how large
my world without you
Chen-ou Liu
Christmas night
the silence behind
the wind
Jerry Kilbride
sip after sip
of all-you-can-drink coffee
Boxing Day blues
Chen-ou Liu
boxing day
the flapping of plastic bags
caught on a branch
Elliot Nicely
an old argument
untangling
the Christmas lights
Ben Moeller-Gaa
Happy Reading and Merry Christmas
Chen-ou
Note: Issa Kassisieh, Israel’s only certified Santa Claus, works for the Santa’s House of "Ho Ho Holy Land" in the Christian Quarter, East Jerusalem, which has been occupied by Israel since 1967.
For more, Haaretz, Dec. 24: "What This Jerusalem Santa Tells Kids When They Ask Him to Stop the Gaza War"
Reuters, Dec. 25: In Christmas Day message, pope decries Gaza's 'appalling harvest' of civilian deaths
I plead for an end to the military operations with their appalling harvest of innocent civilian victims, and call for a solution to the desperate humanitarian situation by an opening to the provision of humanitarian aid.
And Business Insider, Dec. 25: The Pope prayed for peace in Gaza and called children devastated by war the 'little Jesuses of today'
Added: This Brave New World, CXXXII
written in response to Palestinian Pastor Munther Isaac's Christmas sermon:
In these last two months, the psalms of lament have become a precious companion to us. We cried out, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken Gaza? Why do you hide your face from Gaza?”
my God, my God
why have you forsaken me?
bloodied Jesus
trapped under Gaza rubble
in the Christmas cold
FYI: Democracy Now, Dec. 26: Watch Palestinian Pastor Deliver Powerful Christmas Sermon, “Christ in the Rubble”
No comments:
Post a Comment