Thank you, Stan, I'm sure Robert Graves is turning over in his grave knowing that you thought he might have written that. But then wouldn't the Majorca of his poetry cause everyone hadn't jumped out a window to do so? Thanks for the compliment though. Laura Riding Memphis ----- Original Message ----- From: Stan Spiegel To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx Sent: Sunday, December 18, 2005 9:25 PM Subject: [lit-ideas] Re: FAVORITE CHRISTMAS CAROL Mike - Is that you or Robert Graves? Whoever it is, it's awfully good. Thank you for the poem. Stan Spiegel Portland, ME ----- Original Message ----- From: Mike Geary To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx Sent: Sunday, December 18, 2005 7:03 PM Subject: [lit-ideas] Re: FAVORITE CHRISTMAS CAROL I'm Dreaming Of A White Goddess Christmas White Raiser, Red Reaper, Dark Winnower of Grain, Mother of Mountains, Dispenser of Rain, We offer you the blood of the king Your seas we seed with his semen still warm, We eat his flesh still fresh from your arms. Whether God is other people Or God is Other, people. Matters not to the Steeple, Where only your tithing can lessen God's writhing on the cross, or so sayeth the Boss. Saturnalia celebrated the killing of the King, a sacrifice that caused the return of Spring, now we celebrate the birth of one who will bring meaning to our death. But I'm not holding my breath. Robert Graves from beyond the grave.