“The Child Christ lives on from
generation to generation in the poets, very often the frailest of [mortals],
but [mortals] whose frailty is redeemed by a child’s
unworldliness, by a child’s delight in loveliness, by the spirit of wonder.
Christ was a poet, and all through
his life the Child remains perfect in him. It was the poet, the unworldly poet,
who was king of the invisible kingdom; the priests and rulers could not
understand that. The poets understand it, and they, too, are kings of the
invisible kingdom, vassal kings of the Lord of Love, and their crowns are
crowns of thorns indeed.”–Caryll Houselander, The
Reed of God
An Excerpt from Caryll
Houselander: Essential Writings, selected with commentary by Wendy M.
Wright
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