Un billet pour Noël, fête au gout doux-amer, et plus amer que doux, pour moi. Les liens postfacés par (fr) sont en français, les autres en anglais.

Special Christmas offerings from my favourite blogs:

For other reading material more or less related to the season, there’s Guy de Maupassant’s Conte de Noël (fr) (which I find scary; it is loosely related to the animal tales mentioned above), Jacques Prévert’s fairy tale Le dromadaire mécontent (fr) (something else I’d like to see translated), or, foreshadowing New Year’s Eve fireworks, Elizabeth Bishop’s poem The Armadillo, which you can read and listen to here.

This time of the year has never been an easy one for me. Even, or maybe especially, when I think back to when I was a child, my memories of Christmas celebrations are mixed and confused. I used to cry for every year that went out, too; and was glad when I could take refuge in the reassuring routine of school.

Too pretty, dreamlike mimicry!
O falling fire and piercing cry
and panic, and a weak mailed fist
clenched ignorant against the sky!

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