Our crèche is in pieces
of the three kings, only one has a head on his shoulders

how could we have let this happen?

Joseph has lost the arms in which he carried
a white lamb—
the lamb has disappeared

for others to find one day
with those sovereign heads
in a camphor-smelling nook
or under the floor boards
of this immense house

will the new owners hear a faint cry
a human cry
and wonder who we were
and where we are now?

Mary and Child are whole
and with the undamaged king
they will accompany us
on the next
the most difficult part of our journey

Stuart Dodds

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