Saturday, November 24, 2018

Poetry: Maundy Thursday

 

Maundy Thursday

In my canoe on the Raquette,
I saw smoky, hexagonal,
cream colored osprey eggs
appear out of the premature
slush on the lurched pillars.

On those yawning coppices
and Eastertide melt,

I felt the holy.

Like resplendent, lukewarm
air on my neck.

For the first time

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George Cassidy Payne is an independent writer, domestic violence counselor, and adjunct instructor in the humanities at Finger Lakes Community College. George's blogs, essays, letters, poems, and photographs have been published in a wide variety of national and international outlets such as USA Today, The Atlantic, The Wall Street Journal, National Public Radio, The Buffalo News, Albany Times-Union, Syracuse Post Standard, Rochester Democrat & Chronicle, The Toronto Star, The Minority Reporter, Chronogram Journal, Ovi Magazine, CounterPunch, Moria Poetry Journal, Ampersand Literary Review, Adirondack Daily Enterprise, and more.


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  1. Sheryl says:
    November 25, 2018 at 8:38 am

    I like your poem, thanks for sharing.

    Reply

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