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How the Natal Star Was Born
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Violet Nesdoly


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The Son vanishes just after I am sent
to the Galilean virgin
and heaven isn’t the same.
Gone the laughter, mischief, hijinks.
Music replaced by silence
all monochromatic, sober
like the life of the party has left
and we don’t have the will
to keep partying or to go home.
 
The Almighty’s been moody since then
broods like never before
over calendars and seasons
looks down a lot, mostly toward Nazareth
at this blossoming virgin-still
and her earthmate.
 
The day this couple sets off down the road
He starts pacing     pacing      pacing
When they get to Bethlehem
it’s pace-pace-pace
then He pauses         Hush!
 
All the hosts of heaven stop their chatter
crowd behind Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, David
peer over the balcony
focus on a dark building
near a sign that blinks Sorry – No Vacancy.
It’s so quiet you can hear the stars hum.
 
Then cutting the night
tiny and tremulous
A-wah   a-wah   a-wah   a-wah
 
The Almighty laughs His magnificence
tosses His glory, flings His radiance
and then starts handing out
cig— no, trumpets
to every angel within arm’s reach
Go tell somebody, anybody!
 
After they’ve left He asks for the bubbly
shakes it up
pops the cork
sprays it all over heaven.

 

This poem first appeared in Calendar (2004).
Used here with the author’s permission.

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Violet Nesdoly grew up on a farm in Saskatchewan, the oldest of nine children. She learned early the pleasure of immersing herself in the words of others--a perfect way to avoid the noise and big-sister responsibilities of a large family. That soon morphed into a desire to try her hand at writing, resulting in publication, "way back when," Violet says, in the Western Producer’s Young Co-Operator’s page. She came back to writing in general and poetry in particular about twelve years ago and has since had poetry published in various print and online publications including Capper’s, The Prairie Messenger, Good Times, Vogue Patterns, Time of Singing, and others. Violet has also published two books of poems — Calendar and Family Reunion. She currently lives in Langley, British Columbia, and makes a practice of never leaving home without her camera. Find out more about her at violetnesdoly.com.

 


Post New Comment:
dick_mueller@juno.com:
Jack Popjes also recently introduced me to this poem. I would like to share it in my Christmas season newsletter to about 150 people. Might you give me permission to do that?
Posted 12/13/2014 03:14 PM
VNesdoly:
JOY -- Yes. Hope you got my reply through the site administrator. And I hope you have a wonderful Christmas!
Posted 12/10/2013 10:02 AM
JOYTuggy:
Jack Popjes introduced me to this poem. I just LOVE LOVE LOVE it! You captured the wonder of Christmas in a totally brand new way, making the whole Christmas story REALLY come to life. I would love to be able to post this to my FB page. Would that be possible?
Posted 12/05/2013 02:51 PM
pwax:
I love your ending! Explanation for all the stars!
Posted 12/24/2011 12:00 PM
LisaV:
Wow. Very imaginative and mind-expanding. Thanks, Violet for a poem that gives me much food for thought.
Posted 12/24/2011 04:05 AM


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