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Text of poem -

Nativity.
The moon is born and a child is born,
lying among white clothes as the moon among clouds.
They both shine, but the light from the one is abroad in the universe as among broken glass.

Text of poem - Nativity. The moon is born and a child is born, lying among white clothes as the moon among clouds. They both shine, but the light from the one is abroad in the universe as among broken glass.

‘Nativity’ 1986 - #RSThomas
(Experimenting with an Amen, Macmillan)
#Genedigaeth #Nadolig #Christmas

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Text of poem -

Nativity.
Christmas Eve! Five hundred poets waited, pen poised above paper, for the poem to arrive, bells ringing. It was because the chimney was too small, because they had ceased
to believe, the poem passed them by on its way out into oblivion, leaving the doorstep bare
of all but the sky-rhyming child to whom later on they would teach prose.

Text of poem - Nativity. Christmas Eve! Five hundred poets waited, pen poised above paper, for the poem to arrive, bells ringing. It was because the chimney was too small, because they had ceased to believe, the poem passed them by on its way out into oblivion, leaving the doorstep bare of all but the sky-rhyming child to whom later on they would teach prose.

‘Nativity’ 1992 - #RSThomas
(Mass for Hard Times, @BloodaxeBooks)
#Genedigaeth #Nadolig #Christmas

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Text of poem -

Nativity.
The moon is born and a child is born,
lying among white clothes as the moon among clouds.
They both shine, but the light from the one is abroad in the universe as among broken glass.

Text of poem - Nativity. The moon is born and a child is born, lying among white clothes as the moon among clouds. They both shine, but the light from the one is abroad in the universe as among broken glass.

‘Nativity’ 1986 - #RSThomas
(Experimenting with an Amen, Macmillan)
#Genedigaeth #Nativity
#Bardd #Barddoniaeth #Cerdd
#Poet #Poetry #Poem

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Text of poem -

Nativity.
Christmas Eve! Five hundred poets waited, pen poised above paper, for the poem to arrive, bells ringing. It was because the chimney was too small, because they had ceased
to believe, the poem passed them by on its way out into oblivion, leaving the doorstep bare
of all but the sky-rhyming child to whom later on they would teach prose.

Text of poem - Nativity. Christmas Eve! Five hundred poets waited, pen poised above paper, for the poem to arrive, bells ringing. It was because the chimney was too small, because they had ceased to believe, the poem passed them by on its way out into oblivion, leaving the doorstep bare of all but the sky-rhyming child to whom later on they would teach prose.

‘Nativity’ 1992 - #RSThomas
(Mass for Hard Times, @BloodaxeBooks)
#Genedigaeth #Nativity
#Bardd #Barddoniaeth #Cerdd
#Poet #Poetry #Poem

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