Joan was delighted to portray the Virgin Mary in the church pageant in 1938.
She also drew herself on the day of the pageant, Dec. 18, 1938, by the manger.
Joan was very moved by Mary’s story and wrote several poems, imagining Mary’s thoughts. Here is one of them she wrote the night after the pageant.
December 18, 1938
Mary
I do not understand
Why are they bringing gifts to my boy,
New-born. Why in this quiet city
Should three kings lay gifts and leave?
What brought the light-faced shepherd here?
I do not understand.
Whom am I the mother of
That they should honor so?
I am only a humble maiden
Who brought forth a child in a barn.
I do not understand
The babe does not cry,
But lies in the hay, asleep.
What do they mean when they say
That he shall suffer and lie in a cold tomb?
Why are the shepherds’ sticks crossed?
I do not understand
That a babe should prosper and grow tall
And laugh, and be a man, suffer and die.
Is not this the greatest wonder of them all?
That one should grow and cells miraculously divide
And that the cells which thirty years had made
Should rest and in the cool Earth lie.
Home Front Girl is still in my reading queue! Hopefully things will calm down enough for me to read more soon! Have a very Merry Christmas!
Great! I hope you enjoy it! It’s a perfect read this time of year–or anytime!
I enjoyed reading the poem. I liked your style.
Thanks! My mom, Joan, was a super poet!