I saw a stable, low and very bare
"I Saw a Stable, low and very bare" is a six-line nativity poem that captures the startling mystery of Christ's birth in a single, compressed vision. A lone speaker glimpses a bare stable where a child lies in a manger, tended by oxen yet unknown to humankind. Coleridge builds to a quietly stunning paradox: the one who holds the safety of the entire world sleeps exposed and unrecognised, the world's greatest hope and its greatest danger sharing the same breath.
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