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| Adrien Helm |
Sister Gail
Flower sprigged dress
Below lacy blue bolero,
Solid trim figure, pixie cap of curls and
those eyes --
those eyes --
Blue lanterns of pure light
Reading of Jesus
In green garden boots.
Our open mic nun
Setting a toe-tapping beat
In recalling childhood street
And soda can dancing.
A perfect last voice
In sunlit brick and wood
Cathedral of disparate songs.
You set our feet tapping
With perfect punctuation
To close our program --
Poetry and natural beauty
Our imperfection on display.
We couldn't help but smile
As you lifted our moody
Congregation to rollick with you.
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Adrien Helm has co-led the Wednesday Poets for six years. She read us this poem after the group held a poetry reading session with open mic at the Green Mountain Monastery in Greensboro, down the road some 15 miles or so from Barton. Sister Gail of the monastery impressed her.
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