This little poem has not appeared on the blog since 2008 so I thought I’d give it an airing, especially for those gay readers, whoever and wherever they may be, who may feel weighed down by that sense of guilt which the less enlightened among certain public figures love to inflict upon us.
There is nothing sinful, criminal or wrong with the love between two gay men or women. Others will always disagree, and sometimes we might even feel sufficiently put down by various socio-cultural-religious bigots among the heterosexual majority to start doubting the deeper truth and wisdom of our own feelings.
In my experience, something (or someone) always happens along to restore our faith in ourselves and a greater good that does not exclude the gay ethic in its ringing endorsement of human love.
FIRST CHRISTMAS
I could hear cock robin’s song in the air;
at a window I watched first snowflakes fall,
missing you so and wishing we could share
that gift of love at Christmas to us all
In the distance I could hear bells ringing,
a sound to fill this lonely heart with cheer;
at my own front door, an angel’s singing
calling on Christmas to bring its love here
In the window’s reflection, next to mine,
I watched a sad face break into a smile,
aching heart soaring, a white dove divine,
lifting the snowflakes like a wedding veil
Breathless at the front door, I flung it wide...
Our gay love redeemed, its first Christmastide
[From: Accomplices to Illusion by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2007]
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