The Harrow-Pin

The first of three ‘workshop’ poems paints the character portrait of a local blacksmith, perhaps even the Barney Devlin of ‘Midnight Anvil’, recalling initially his finger-wagging influence on the rural child-audience that thronged his workshop (and we believed him), A hard man to please, the blacksmith offers his version of the annual warning that Santa Claus only visits good children. […]