On Christmas Day in the Morning I saw three planes slowly circling ablaze so every eye could see where they were a setting of three diamonds equidistant under the parchment dome early on a Christmas Day like slow-moving torches that brightly burn each waiting its turn like shimmering gifts of gold frankincense & myrrh in a caravan crossing sand each having come a long way & so close to arrival but having not yet arrived like promises nearing fulfillment three planeloads of weary gift-bearing travellers eager to return to loved ones still asleep beneath snow-covered roofs or waiting in the terminal to welcome them home
D.S. Martin is Poet-in-Residence at McMaster Divinity College. Angelicus (2021) is now available from Wipf & Stock ― a poetry collection written from the point of view of angels. Visit his blog Kingdom Poets and his website.
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