​AUDREY CHIN 

I spent the second week of Advent on a silent retreat in Chiangmai contemplating the mystery of God In the poem below, I’ve tried to imagine how Christmas might have been different, if Mary had chosen to see God’s messenger one way rather than another. Mary? Mary? When the Angel Gabriel comes to ask What does Mary say? Alone in the old man’s house Keeping company with the sawdust Dreading the dusk A girl in her situation Odds are infinity to none God’s messenger might come c