This poem is taken from PN Review 62, Volume 14 Number 6, July - August 1988.
'Navidad', St Nicholas Ave
An infant quirk of a pine
with aerosol frosting, spangles,
and bulbs that blink red-blue-gold.
Manolito, three days home, they've put
in his picket-fence crib,
paper diaper cinched tight,
eyes squinted in a mask
that looks Chinese or in pain.
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