Tag Archives: absence
Why faith doesn’t do what it should do
The lesser god of absence
A cold snap
My salt dashed has not kept you, bird,
though my mother said it would.
You’ve left the fence, you’re ochre now,
and the boy, bereft, is wonder-whyed
and blue.
Your splendid evanescence
Is an icon of the Lord –
your coming and going,
the fact that you exist.
Where did you learn to
to walk through walls?
Who taught the vanishing
to raise the dead?
