Monday, June 27, 2022

The Narthex as a Barricade - poem

 

Lawrence Hall

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The Narthex as a Barricade

 

I have become a greeter in my old age

(Why is that pickup truck circling the parking lot?)

How good to see you! What happy children you have!

(Any bulges in that unknown man’s pockets?)

 

The Altar servers are in place for the processional

(Why is that man just sitting in that car?)

The lector gives everyone a word of welcome

(Pssst – do you know that guy sitting in the back?)

 

I open doors and hand out bulletins

And watch

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