Notable Quotable: W.H. Auden on the Post-Christmas Mood

Just stumbled across a poem by W.H.Auden from For The Time Being.

I’d never read this piece until today!  I love how Auden explores the post-Christmas sense of disappointment and disenchantment that we all feel in early January, and then returns to the two luminous lines at the end:

Now, recollecting that moment
We can repress the joy, but the guilt remains conscious;
Remembering the stable where for once in our lives
Everything became a You and nothing was an It.