Lost and found is my eureka! blog, my rediscovery of my short fiction and poetry submissions published in literary magazines and university literary journals some decades ago. Interspersed, occasionally, with more recent, hitherto unpublished pieces.
The anticipation is as electrically palpable as it is contagious, beginning with the onset of winter weather and people feverishly setting up their Christmas decorations, festooning light sets over their houses, the trees on their property, frantically shopping and baking in excited preparation for the cardinal holiday of the year, a celebration of light, and song and goodwill toward all. As Christmas Eve nears, people amble in urban parks and woodlands, transfixed with nature's winter gift freshly fallen transforming the ordinary into a white wonderland where greeting others with traditional shouts of !Merry Christmas! comes readily in heartfelt affection for life and all who inhabit this earthly sphere. Beyond the public parks and the urban forest there are vast multitudes of shops and consumer emporiums for whom this most especial holiday gifts with the imperative of commerce hawking its irresistible wares. And there, in packed shopping centres and parking lots, ill will raises its miserable head, altering attitudes in a display of disagreeableness a sullen wretchedness of taut facial expressions and impatient rage as sad societal pressures to conform to the values of a community steeped in a culture of acquisition sidesteps Christmas cheer.
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