#14: QUIETLY THINKING THINGS OVER AT CHRISTMAS. The holiday of
Christmas entered American emotional life so thoroughly that it still, even for many people for whom its religious origins are lost or disdained, has a tremendous psychic pull: a time when our dreams of charity and kindness come to us again, powerful and poignant. It can still seem a right time for ritual and remembrance, and many people have their traditional favorites from the vast mine of art, music, literature and tradition associated with the time of year.
--- My own favorite of all Christmas stories is the “Dulce Domum” chapter of The
Wind in the Willows, by Kenneth Grahame: heartbreak and cheer stand so closely
knit in it that it can be no coincidence that Mole’s rediscovery of his abandoned home and of “the special value of some anchorage in one’s existence” takes place at Christmastide (it also has a splendid carol in it).
---The Tailor of Gloucester remained Beatrix Potter’s favorite of all her books and with its mice, cats, humans and views of snow-laid Gloucester, it has some of her most luminous and enchanting watercolors.
---A one-of-a-kind little book, recently republished by Wesleyan, is Rockwell Kent’s A
Northern Christmas the Christmas journal entries excerpted from his book
Wilderness and done as a separate book. It’s as simple as can be imagined—Kent and his son were staying with a friend in Alaska while he was separated from his wife and trying to gain a foothold as a working artist—but here too a sense of loss and hope conjoined come across to seem the true emotion of the season, like a great land come into distant view.
---Set on Christmas Eve but unlike any other Christmas story, “Vanka” is one of the simplest, most moving of all Anton Chekov’s short stories—a few short pages that achieve an extraordinary pathos. It’s the first story in The Portable Chekov (Knopf).
---And for observation and nailing the familiar, read Carol Bly’s essay “Thinking
Things Over Quietly at Christmas,” in her collection Letters from the Country, for a great sense of the numinous under our noses—or down the street from the VFW. For a wily and surprising account of how Christmas came to be what it is, read Stephen Nissenbaum’s TheBattle for Christmas: A Cultural History of America’s Most Cherished Holiday (Vintage).
And when the cleanup is all done and the guests are gone and you’ve sighed with relief that it’s done for another year, read the great post-Christmas short story, “The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle,” the wryest and most whimsical of the Sherlock Holmes tales. It’s in The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes and of course in The Collected S.H. (Doubleday).