Did you know the granddaddy of cosmic horror wrote a super cheesy Christmas poem? Well, he did! Entitled Christmas, this little poem was first published in the The Tryout magazine in November 1920. It reminds me of something you’d read inside a card, or to quote my friend Kevin, “That poem sounds like where Thomas Kinkade got all his inspiration.” He’s not wrong:
The cottage hearth beams warm and bright,
The candles gaily glow;
The stars emit a kinder light
Above the drifted snow.
Down from the sky a magic steals
To glad the passing year,
And belfries sing with joyous peals,
For Christmastide is here!
So there you go, an H.P. Lovecraft’s Christmas poem. It’s kind of… er… upbeat for him don’t you think? Big thanks to The H.P. Lovecraft Archive for the publication history. They are a great resource and I highly recommend them. I have no idea where the creepy santa photo came from, clearly someplace darker than Lovecraft’s poem.