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Friday Poetry: Royality by Luci Shaw

I was hard-pressed last week to choose between the Ezra Pound Good Friday poem and this one by Luci Shaw, included in the collection, A Widening Light: Poems of the Incarnation.
He was a plain man
and learned no latin

Having left all gold behind
he dealt out peace
to all us wild men
and the weather

He ate fish, bread,
country wine and God's will

Dust sandaled his feet

He wore purple only once
and that was an irony

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:: this post is part of the Friday Poetry roundup hosted by Cuentesitos.


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