Monday, March 14, 2011

casket of grace

Harvey S. Mozolak

a long narrow box
with high walls
a ceiling somewhat vaulted
for the chest
that no longer rises
except in the shortening sighs
of the mourners gathered
ribs poked by the pockmarks
of flesh fasteners
a wood sign of our end
flat fallen among the rocks
rotting
without destination
the church
the coffin of God
where the carpenter son of creation
begins
construction of his table
for blessing a meal
to gather and go on

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