Blessed Art Thou
Rosa Mystica Branigan
Sister of the Blessed Sacrament
85 at least
dynamo of love smiling eyes behind
octagon wire-rims
hugger of everyone
be they saint or sinner or stumbler
this wee celibate grandmother
in a powder-blue cardigan
always unbuttoned above her chemise
and over her heart
a chalice-and-Host pendant
the elements she could not consecrate
Poetry by Uncle Meridian
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Written on 2022-07-14 at 14:37
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