Monday, March 21, 2011

a plethora

Harvey S. Mozolak

the spaces between
spouses
and an extra
that didn’t count
did she bring them
back with her?
the woman at the well
her jar now forgotten
amid the prophet’s words
of water and life
what of those she urged
to come and see
everything that she had ever done
spilled like wet soil
about Jacob’s quenching gift
to countless generations
even of Samaritans?
they the many traces
of division among the divided
all a plethora divorced
from God’s salvation
inviting the new wedding to stay

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