Angels We Have Heard On HighFirst published in Frogpond XVIII:4, Winter 1995, page 22. At the end are two additional winter poems that also appeared in the same issue. + +
lit up for Christmas at the bed-and-breakfast: beach-front palms
dense fog— a Christmas song on the carillon
traffic lights change— a Christmas wreath in the window of the Chinese market
firelight in and out of tinsel
Christmas concert— in unison the whole chorus inhales
snow on the landing— my resolution to meet more angels
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a chime of bells across the snowy field— the horse’s breath
toll booth lit for Christmas— from my hand to hers warm change
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