Christmas glen

There’s something magical about Christmas. This fable attempts to capture that sense of childlike wonderment in something beautiful and ancient. Something that feels like a faerie tale.

Disappear into this Winter faerie land with the gorgeous narration provided by the incomparable Simon Howard on Twitter.

6 comments

  1. As always Pat you blow me away. The richness of your words being with it a sense of well being and heart felt blessings in the worst year that many of us have ever experienced.
    It is a honour to read this and to share with my family. Thank you!
    May God Bless you and yours this Christmas.

    1. Thank so much, Wendy! πŸ™πŸ· So glad this poem could help lift your spirits. Merry Christmas to you and your family, too! πŸŽ„β€οΈ

  2. I think you did an awesome job at capturing those feelings. Also, I have a bad association with Christmas being the last thing keeping me from being disillusioned completely as a kid so of course when that finally went, it probably hurt more than is normal. With that in mind, my brain saw a possible (as I try to never presume authors’ intentions and understand we all interpret differently) interpretation in the last stanza of Mary’s disappearance taking the forever child away into the woods of Christmas Glen (‘children depart adorned in grace’), leaving the ’empty space’ behind where that wonderment used to be. In any case, I love the poem ^^ It’s beautiful ^^ Merry Christmas <3

    1. Merry Christmas, brother! Thanks so much for the kinds words. πŸ™πŸ·πŸ₯‚… Love hearing your thoughts and want to always leave interpretation up to each individual reader.

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