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Monday, May 14, 2018

Another, more serious poem, siding with Lot's wife

Here's another post about my decades-old poetry, recently unearthed.

I can only remember writing two poems with Biblical subjects, and one -- re Job -- is hiding somewhere. But here is the other, untitled but basically siding with Lot's wife rather than Lot.


When Lot’s wife
turned to salt from grief;
her posture proclaiming,
I will be a dry monument to tears,
her protest,
I give not my leaving to this, God;


Lot looked up
The Lord rumbled faintly
Lot looked down
Salt crystals gathered at his feet

looked up
looked down
and proceeded on,
careful not
to look round.


Next time, a poem with a truly serious theme -- murder.

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