A YEAR
XLI
Pulpit cajolery, jack-
in-the-pulpit,
sconce cajones amongst
skunk cabbage. Ministry
hankering, that’s it.
A dinge oak-
leaf’d sponginess under
north-turn’d slopes,
snow pierced by
thumb-sized green
spears. A Digger
design for turning
back tyranny: piling
rude-cut brambles
and scut wood
up and down
the nave, rending
the clerestory with
fires of picker-
brush and dung.
Repudiating base tenures
of all officialdom,
pious or impious.
“The whole of
creation is God’s
clothing” and God
is within each
man naked, uncajoled.
XLI
Pulpit cajolery, jack-
in-the-pulpit,
sconce cajones amongst
skunk cabbage. Ministry
hankering, that’s it.
A dinge oak-
leaf’d sponginess under
north-turn’d slopes,
snow pierced by
thumb-sized green
spears. A Digger
design for turning
back tyranny: piling
rude-cut brambles
and scut wood
up and down
the nave, rending
the clerestory with
fires of picker-
brush and dung.
Repudiating base tenures
of all officialdom,
pious or impious.
“The whole of
creation is God’s
clothing” and God
is within each
man naked, uncajoled.
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