In the wood I am one of many.
I am felled, sold, chosen
To be sole tree of a house.
I am throned in a gold bucket.
Light is strewn through my branches,
Precious gifts wrapped in silver
Depend from my twigs. Star-crowned,
I am adored by children, cordially hated
By hoovering housewives, distrusted
By Health and Safety Officers, who name me
Fire Hazard. I reign for twelve days,
Them am sacrificed among rubbish,
Where I wither, age, decay.
But every year I rise again indoors,
Hazardous fire of love.
U. A. Fanthorpe “Christmas Poems”: Enitharmon press
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