Merry Christmas and a poem.

This poem, composed in 1629, by John Milton is one I think of every year. In fact, on a cold December morning in 2008 (Milton’s 400th birthday) I attended a sunrise reading of this poems and this was the first one read. In it, Milton reimagines the New Testament birth of Christ from a first person account. It is so lovely–read it through.

Merry, Merry Christmas!

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