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a poem for Epiphany 2026 |
Epiphany On Epiphany, I chalk 20 + C + M + B + 26 on my doorstep. I wait for the magi, and to hear the caravan bells. Unlike old Befana I will not linger or tarry because I have chores. This year I will follow the caravan and the bells and bring my humble self to the Christ child, and a warm Krispy Kreme for Mary. 14 lines |