After Thomas

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Here is a fragment of a poem I scribbled about five years ago while on the MARC commute home. It was early spring, I think, and I had been making my way through the Gospel of Thomas (yet again) in Marvin Meyer’s wonderful edition with an interpretation by Harold Bloom. Enjoy!   RT

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After Thomas

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the morning stripped

◊ ◊off its tattered

◊ ◊◊ ◊clouds

and danced

◊ ◊◊ ◊◊ ◊◊ ◊oblivious

◊ ◊◊ ◊to the season’s

◊ ◊◊ ◊◊ ◊formalities–

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the ache

◊ ◊of earth

desiring

◊ ◊rain;

the promise of

◊ ◊◊ ◊◊ ◊◊ ◊pain

◊ ◊in the bobbing

◊ ◊◊ ◊◊ ◊◊ ◊and weaving

tulips

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© copyright, The Rag Tree, 2012.

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Photo: Papyrus Oxyrhynchus 1; WikiCmns; Public Domain.

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  1. October 25, 2012 at 4:11 am

    So self-assured, this poem leaves the reader no choice …

    • October 27, 2012 at 7:04 am

      x-ties: the poem came out of a self-assured moment in my life, when i was moving into a new apartment… RT

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