Poem for Thursday Eucharist
Gloss on Matthew 24:
41-51
Plum tree
leaf shadow
shifts in
breeze
glyphs
sidewalk
concrete
bees
rummage courtyard
Rose of Sharon
for grub
‘keep awake
therefore, for you
do not know
on
what day
your Lord is coming…’
so knowing’s
a no-ing
a
closing of the door
where waking’s
a yes a rest
from
‘best practices’
managerial control
the Imperial ‘I’
lead
me
to that empty field
yielding stripped
to just this—
kid skipping in
with a fist
-ful
of dandelions
thief in the night
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