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La Befana


Porte D'entrée


Jonathan Beale


Arthur Davis


Patrick Theron Erickson


Abha Iyengar


Lyn Lifshin


Richard McGowan


Sissy Pantelis


Simon Perchik


Walter Ruhlmann


Abigail Sheaffer


Tom Sheehan


Michael J. Shepley


Patty Patten Tiffany


Townsend Walker


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Merry Christmas from Lily Pond

Tom Sheehan


When each tree is snowed upon each limb,

when children lie sleeping waiting him,

when Lily Pond gives up quick owl’s hoot

and snow is crunching beneath my boot,


know I walk here and think now of you

who sometimes or not knew this view;

who by this pond and this water wide

may have walked here along its side;


who one summer may have lightly cast

for bass or pickerel that quickly passed,

or whose shore-wide winds of December ilk

dared touch your cheek with a dash of silk;


or when plush leaves were turned to gold

as pure-flung Autumn engaged its hold.

Be sure all seasons of your younger grace

walk beside me in this near-silent place,


know I think, while Christmas spreads

from angel’s top to children’s beds,

of all my friends whom I correspond

and wish visitation beside this pond.


Come to Lily Pond again, to Saugus town

where Christmas once was tender known,

where we gather in childhood memories

this pond’s clutch of air and winter breeze,


where all our younger lives were spent

about the shores where curving went,

and on the slickered ice we slickered flew

fair to the Turnpike and out of view.


Welcome Christmas back as it was then,

the songs we sang, the friends we’ve been,

the wishes springing now full on air,

for you all the hopes the heart can bear.



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