The Wicked Fairy at the Manger

During Christmas, I got one present for myself: U.A. Fanthorpe’s Christmas Poems.  Fanthorpe is a poet, and every year she writes a poem to send out with her Christmas card.  This book is a collection of her annual poems to date.  I picked up the book after a friend read me a couple from her copy.  And one of them seemed very appropriate for today, the Feast of the Holy Innocents.

 

The Wicked Fairy at the Manger

 

My gift for the child:

 

No wife, kids, home;

No money sense.  Unemployable.

Friends, yes.  But the wrong sort –

The workshy, women, wogs,

Petty infringers of the law, persons

With notifiable diseases,

Poll tax collectors, tarts;

The bottom rung.

                            His end?

I think we’ll make it

Public, prolonged, painful.

 

Right, said the baby.  That was roughly

What we had in mind.

 

About Leah Libresco

Leah Anthony Libresco graduated from Yale in 2011. She works as a statistician for a school in Washington D.C. by day, and by night writes for Patheos about theology, philosophy, and math at www.patheos.com/blogs/unequallyyoked. She was received into the Catholic Church in November 2012."


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