In church
He sits
Between Priests
And the woman.
Remembering nights
Of romance and sweat.
Registering moments of light
In the darkness,
Moments of bliss
In the gathering pain.
His words intervene
Between violence and tears.
They tear at the heart
With relentless spears.
A moment of hope,
A fragment of light,
A prayer of defiance
In the gathering night.
(For Padraig OTuama.)
Photo Credit: On Being.
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