Posts Tagged ‘Christmas’

[little tree]

December 25, 2014

By E. E. Cummings

little tree
little silent Christmas tree
you are so little
you are more like a flower
who found you in the green forest
and were you very sorry to come away?
see          i will comfort you
because you smell so sweetly
i will kiss your cool bark
and hug you safe and tight
just as your mother would,
only don’t be afraid
look          the spangles
that sleep all the year in a dark box
dreaming of being taken out and allowed to shine,
the balls the chains red and gold the fluffy threads,
put up your little arms
and i’ll give them all to you to hold
every finger shall have its ring
and there won’t be a single place dark or unhappy
then when you’re quite dressed
you’ll stand in the window for everyone to see
and how they’ll stare!
oh but you’ll be very proud
and my little sister and i will take hands
and looking up at our beautiful tree
we’ll dance and sing
“Noel Noel”
Christmas in Innsbruck, 2009.
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Some Nice Things I would graciously accept for Christmas

December 24, 2011

This cape situation, I like it. Less so the shoes though, ew.

This is apparently a swan, but I think it looks a bit like a goose, which makes it that much more relevant to my interests.

This first American edition Tagore would please me.

Oh Nichole de Carle, why are you so incorrigibly desirable. The above doesn’t seem to be available anymore which vexes me, but I could be persuaded to settle for something else instead.

And I know it’s technically a Man Smell, but Penhaligon’s Endymion is all citrus, spices and leather, which is mmmm.

Finally, these Bonny Dot tights would be a Nice Thing, i.e., I wouldn’t complain if they suddenly came into my festive possession.

Oh, and post-finally, anything from here, especially the things that are a cat and a bus, because they are a cat. And a bus.