Catherine Chandler's Poetry Blog

Friday, January 7, 2011

Taking Down the Tree

Here's a poem I wrote many years ago. I'm sure some of you feel the same way.


How desolate, exposed, the living room . . .
Our customary spruce out by the curb,
how green of me to think, expect, presume
that I’d feel festive as a Hallmark blurb
this time. No elders at the fireside,
I sigh, no kneeling oxen. It is clear
I failed again, although I really tried
to trim my tree sufficiently this year.

In January’s pallid, lifeless light,
with April pending like a clockwork star,
the Magi gone, the family in flight,
I value sugar-plums for what they are.
Yet I shall pack each ornament with care
and stock up on some half-priced angel hair.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

New online publications

Happy New Year to friends and family. Though I'm currently in South America, I've been advised that three of my poems now appear online!

"Henslow's Sparrow" in 14 by 14 here:


"Ballad of the Vernal Equinox" and "Boots" at Fox Chase Review here: