Friday, August 04, 2006
Last poem of Easter, a return to the first of Easter...
This simpler poem tells of Easter Vigil, at this end of the Easter Season, after the Ascension, a return to the beginnings of the Easter of this year. Now five years old, I rediscovered this older poem on my computer from 2001. Originally posted on the Atlantic Monthly Writer's Workshop website, it appears here unchanged from that original post. It seems it was a good poem from the start. I hope you like it.
Thursday's vigil, night time
by Peter Menkin - Apr 13, 2001
of one in three,
eternityopens its gates.
for He is not
here, the angel
tells. Easter word.
We stretch our
arms out to you.
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