This poem is taken from PN Review 36, Volume 10 Number 4, March - April 1984.
The Advent CarolsI look from afar. We stand in darkness.
A people in exile, shall we hear good news,
Who, toward midnight, in mid-winter, sing?
Sing words to call a light out of the darkness
To thaw dulled earth, to unfold her fairest bud;
Our song holds faith that the Word will be made flesh.
Now we bear candles eastward, bear them into
Inviolate dark the Word should occupy:
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