Category: Advent
Toes :: A Poem for the Fourth Sunday of Advent
This poem is the heart of the sequence, and I think it’s my favourite. This is the upside-down mystery of Christmas which is good news for all of us in ti...
Chickadee :: A Poem for the Third Sunday of Advent
There are a few lucky – or perhaps I should say patient – people out there who have felt this half ounce of joy in the palm of their hand. It is a m...
The Devil in My Manger Scene
He’s down in the left-hand corner of the scene, a bent and crooked little man clothed in a dark wooly covering. Like a shepherd, only more sinister. “Who’s that...
Whisper :: A poem for the Second Sunday of Advent
When I began to think about a small expression of peace for this Second Sunday of Advent, it was a whisper that took form in my mind. To receive a whisper requi...