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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