Monday, October 12, 2009

Canticle liii

 "Because every fruit is a gift rising from the Eternal Seed
interred beyond the catacombs of exfoliating nebula,
encrypted in the woolen cerements folded like the ancient parchment of a deed
in the Hand of God, we sing this sedulous
faith. Handling such mysteries, probing parable and metaphor,
we arrived at this plain board (after the incredulous
hour) to find that urns of maize and grape had manifest
their witness into bread and wine. And fish."

(c) John Robert Lee from Canticles (2007)
(c) John Robert Lee, Photograph: Fish cakes.

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