Gestures falling around the edges as Christmas stories
of Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer tease and coerce us
to laugh and have some fun.
Nothing simple, only a bevy of intricate patterns
falling like individual snowflakes in December, showing
off their sudden splendor.
Propriety out the window as people enter and make them-
selves at home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem