All the Best
John C. Mannone
After John Prine
full of
glitter, tinsel and stars
in my eyes, and
that beautiful
tree sparkling
red and silver
bulbs from its
boughs. Love is
like those
presents under there,
wrapped up
tight, hidden inside
the box,
covered with glistening
paper and fancy
bows. Yesterday,
the mailman
delivered Christmas
cards sent from
you, a plain Jane
envelope
stamped not from the
North Pole, but
rather from the
law firm of Curtis,
Klein & Borg.
Poet’s Notes: Christmas isn’t always the
happiest time for some. The poem takes its title from a song written and
performed by John Prine on being handed a divorce for a Christmas present
from his former wife. A sonnet-like form was chosen for the irony since
sonnets originally were love themed. A YouTube connection https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xzw3-Qyp4c0
and some of the lyrics:
I guess that
love is like a Christmas card
You decorate a
tree you throw it in the yard.
It decays and
dies, and the snowmen melt.
Well I once
knew love. I knew how love felt.
Yeah, I knew
love, love knew me,
and when I
walked love walked with me,
and I got no
hate, and I got no pride.
Well I got so
much love that I cannot hide
I got so much
love that I cannot hide.
Editor’s Note: I like this poem,
especially its ironically sonnet-like form. The set up to the tragic
ending is perfectly executed, and the use of enjambment is simply marvelous. John originally submitted this one in
response to my call for Christmas-themed poems for 2016. I decided to delay its publication until
well into January 2017 as I was looking for a more uplifting message for the
season for Songs of Eretz.
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