Jane Kenyon

(1947-1995 / United States)

Christmas Away From Home - Poem by Jane Kenyon

Her sickness brought me to Connecticut.
Mornings I walk the dog: that part of life
is intact. Who's painted, who's insulated
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Comments about Christmas Away From Home by Jane Kenyon

  • Fabrizio Frosini (12/15/2015 9:47:00 AM)

    ''Now it's angels, festoons, waist-high
    candles, and swans pulling sleighs.''

    Strange.. this passage makes me remember a Christmas in Zimbabwe, more than 30 years ago.. Festoons like those ones, downtown Harare.. but not a single snowflake.. just warm, beutiful sunny days.. :)
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  • Fabrizio Frosini (12/15/2015 9:43:00 AM)

    By now the streams must run under a skin
    of ice, white air-bubbles passing erratically,
    like blood cells through a vein. Soon the mail,
    forwarded, will begin to reach me here.

    - ITALIAN:

    Ormai i ruscelli devono correre sotto uno strato
    di ghiaccio, bianche bolle d'aria transitano erratiche,
    come cellule sanguigne in una vena. Presto la posta,
    inoltrata, inizierà a raggiungermi qui.
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  • (12/17/2014 8:36:00 AM)

    Christmas poems have messages of great ideas for love and compassion. I like this poem too. (Report) Reply

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