From: “A Christmas Childhood,” Patrick Kavanagh (1943)
“Outside the cow-house my mother
Made the music of milking;
The light of her stable-lamp was a star
And the frost of Bethlehem made it twinkle.
A water-hen screeched in the bog,
Crunched the wafer-ice on the pot-holes,
Somebody wistfully twisted the bellows wheel.
My child poet picked out the letters
On the grey stone,
In silver the wonder of a Christmas townland,
The winking glitter of a frosty dawn.”
The above is an excerpt from Patrick Kavanagh’s “A Christmas Childhood.” The poem was first published in The Irish Press on the 24th of December, 1943.
Photo by Christine O’Connor
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- Jeannie Judge says:December 25, 2020 at 11:43 amLovely picture to go with poem, Christine! I can hear the ice crinkle and crack. Glad to be indoors this Christmas morning! Blessings to Trasna and Blog readers!