Merry Christmas! And the 77th Virtual Poetry Circle

My husband and I would like to wish everyone celebrating Christmas a wonderful day.  We’ll be watching the Celtics — or at least I will — and hanging out with movies.

However you celebrate the season of giving and peace, we hope that you enjoy yourselves and remember to be thankful for what you have in your lives whether it is family or friends or just a warm cup of coffee.


Now for today’s 77th Virtual Poetry Circle!

Welcome to the 77th Virtual Poetry Circle!

Remember, this is just for fun and is not meant to be stressful.

Keep in mind what Molly Peacock’s books suggested. Look at a line, a stanza, sentences, and images; describe what you like or don’t like; and offer an opinion. If you missed my review of her book, check it out here.

Today’s holiday themed poem is from one of my favorite poets, Robert Frost:

Christmas Trees

A Christmas Circular Letter
The city had withdrawn into itself  
And left at last the country to the country;  
When between whirls of snow not come to lie  
And whirls of foliage not yet laid, there drove  
A stranger to our yard, who looked the city,   
Yet did in country fashion in that there  
He sat and waited till he drew us out  
A-buttoning coats to ask him who he was.  
He proved to be the city come again  
To look for something it had left behind   
And could not do without and keep its Christmas.  
He asked if I would sell my Christmas trees;  
My woods—the young fir balsams like a place  
Where houses all are churches and have spires.  
I hadn't thought of them as Christmas Trees.    
I doubt if I was tempted for a moment  
To sell them off their feet to go in cars  
And leave the slope behind the house all bare,  
Where the sun shines now no warmer than the moon.  
I'd hate to have them know it if I was.      
Yet more I'd hate to hold my trees except  
As others hold theirs or refuse for them,  
Beyond the time of profitable growth,  
The trial by market everything must come to.  
I dallied so much with the thought of selling.      
Then whether from mistaken courtesy  
And fear of seeming short of speech, or whether  
From hope of hearing good of what was mine,  
I said, "There aren't enough to be worth while."
"I could soon tell how many they would cut,     
You let me look them over."  
                                    "You could look.  
But don't expect I'm going to let you have them."  
Pasture they spring in, some in clumps too close  
That lop each other of boughs, but not a few     
Quite solitary and having equal boughs  
All round and round. The latter he nodded "Yes" to,  
Or paused to say beneath some lovelier one,  
With a buyer's moderation, "That would do."  
I thought so too, but wasn't there to say so.   
We climbed the pasture on the south, crossed over,  
And came down on the north. 
                                    He said, "A thousand."  
"A thousand Christmas trees!—at what apiece?"  
He felt some need of softening that to me:       
"A thousand trees would come to thirty dollars."  
Then I was certain I had never meant  
To let him have them. Never show surprise!  
But thirty dollars seemed so small beside  
The extent of pasture I should strip, three cents    
(For that was all they figured out apiece),  
Three cents so small beside the dollar friends  
I should be writing to within the hour  
Would pay in cities for good trees like those,  
Regular vestry-trees whole Sunday Schools     
Could hang enough on to pick off enough.  
A thousand Christmas trees I didn't know I had!  
Worth three cents more to give away than sell,  
As may be shown by a simple calculation.  
Too bad I couldn't lay one in a letter.       
I can't help wishing I could send you one,  
In wishing you herewith a Merry Christmas.

Let me know your thoughts, ideas, feelings, impressions.  Let’s have a great discussion…pick a line, pick an image, pick a sentence.

I’ve you missed the other Virtual Poetry Circles.  It’s never too late to join the discussion.


  1. I hope you had a nice Christmas, Serena!! It came and went, much too quickly. I was off of the computer for awhile so now I am trying to catch-up. Trying to get some reading in. You know how that goes 😉

  2. Hope you had a wonderful Christmas. I’ve never read this poem by Frost until now, but I love his work and hope to read more of it for your poetry challenge.
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  3. Merry Christmas, Serena – I hope you had a wonderful time celebrating with your friends and family!
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  4. Thanks everyone. I hope you had a great holiday as well.

  5. Merry Christmas 😀
    Have a great day!
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  6. Merry Christmas to you and your family Serena!

  7. Merry Christmas Serena. Hope you have a wonderful time!
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  8. Merry Christmas to you and your family!
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  9. I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas – probably your last quiet one for oh, say, the next eighteen years at least! :–)
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  10. Merry Christmas Serena!

  11. May your Christmas be blessed with much joy, peace and happiness.
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  12. Merry Christmas Serena and to your family 🙂
    Christmas-y hugs!
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