Godlings are born racily,
Into life by the strong licks
Of the world-cow, are suckled
By goats, mares, wolves.
Blossom of oak, blossom of broom,
Blossom of meadowsweet
Go to their making.
They erupt through the paternal
Skull fully armed, hatch from an egg,
Or appear, foam-born, in Cyprus, on a shell,
Wearing a great deal of hair and not much else.
This one arrived at the time of the early lambs
Through the usual channels.
U. A. Fanthorpe “Christmas Poems”: Enitharmon press
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