Ive just discovered this poem by Anne Ridler, and I love it:
Expectans Expectavi
by Anne Ridler
The candid freezing season again:
Candle and cracker,
needles of fir and
frost;
Carols that through the night air pass,
piercing The glassy
husk of heart and heaven;
Children's faces white in the pane,
bright in the
tree-light.
And the waiting season again,
That begs a crust and
suffers joy vicariously:
In bodily starvation now,
in the spirit's exile
always.
O might the hilarious reign of love begin,
let in Like carols
from the cold
The lost who crowd the pane,
numb outcasts into welcome.
Source: Collected Poems, Anne Ridler. Manchester: Carcanet,
1997
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