BEHOLD, THIS CHILD

By ROBERT A. FINK
“And she brought forth
her firstborn son” (Luke 2:7, KJV)
Even here a new star
has risen above
the city underpass,
packing-crate home
what family tucked
in the suburbs
ever dreamed of,
or imagined a baby
swaddled in newspaper,
his mother having
just given birth
and suckled the child,
the man she calls husband
whispering the name
revealed in dream,
the name above every name,
like any other newborn’s.

Robert A. Fink
Bob Fink is the retired W. D. and Hollis R. Bond Professor of English and Director of Creative Writing at Hardin-Simmons.
Top photo credit: jjjj56cp on VisualHunt.com / CC BY-NC-SA
Thanks, Loretta. It looks good. I appreciate your inviting me to participate. Bob
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Beautiful and insightful poem!
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