CHRISTMAS NIGHT
2007
There are twelve
of us for Christmas,
Three
generations, ours the oldest.
A benign
weariness:
Food and gifts,
family jokes and tales,
Small stresses
let quietly pass.
Cousins cavort,
careen, compete.
Our daughters,
friends too, consider vegetables;
Their husbands
assemble a soccer goal
While the gravy
cools.
As we are
leaving, I think I see
Traces of a tear
on Julie’s cheek;
Her smile
lingers, quiet, faintly moist.
“Christmas Night 2007" appeared in Ad Hoc Monadnock, October 2009
WINTER SOLSTICE
after
hearing lectures by Steven
Reinhartsen and Elliott Engel
Guys from the East, headed for
Bethlehem,
Three of them, maybe more,
Educated men with expensive
gifts.
Wait a minute, says one:
Perhaps this is not such a hot
idea.
Whyever not?—presents for the new
baby.
One day someone might use
this
To excuse a TV spot
That urges men to buy their
wives
A Lexus SUV.
Well, the other
says,
let’s do it
anyway.
So Dickens inspired the Christmas
card
And the snowy, cozy Yule:
What we believe, culture’s
accretion,
Mistaken but not wrong,
At some remove from what
happened
In a still blood-soaked
land,
In a hot, late summer,
A long time ago.
“Winter Solstice” appeared in Hazmat Review, Fall
2009
Robert Demaree is the author of four collections of
poems, including Fathers and Teachers
(2007) and Mileposts (2009), both
published by Beech River Books. The winner of the 2007 Conway, N.H., Library
Poetry Award, he is a retired school administrator with ties to North Carolina,
Pennsylvania and New Hampshire in the eastern U.S. He has had over 600 poems
published or accepted by 125 periodicals in the U.S., Canada and U.K., including
Cold Mountain Review, Red Wheelbarrow, Miller’s Pond, MediaVirus, Bolts of Silk,
Louisville Review and Paris/Atlantic, and in four anthologies including the 2008
and 2010 editions of Poet’s Guide to New
Hampshire and Celebrating Poets over
70.. For further information see http://www.demareepoetry. blogspot.com
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