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Reflections on Branwell Bronte 1 Christmas Service
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Shadows bled into his sight.
 1
Blizzards without weight entered the room.
 2
There was no sense of time.
 3
Hemmed in below lowering skies
 4
he turned, heard his own sigh
 5
inside the gloom
 6
 
 
Beyond the window snow drops
 7
furnished a muddy bank.
 8
He remembered Christmas flowers,
 9
church decked in holly.
 10
Declarations of thanks.
 11
Dank smell of the vestry
 12
Him standing by the oak door
 13
then removing into cold morning air
 14
as the service began.
 15
 
 
He had made no promise to stay
 16
but felt the weight of guilt filter through.
 17
It held sway as he watched a woman
 18
caught in cold sleet.
 19
Skirt trailing wet ground
 20
stained up to her knees.
 21

14 Jan 17


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