Friday, November 4, 2016

an embarrassment






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“Do you want to ask the blessing?”
“No. If you do, go ahead.”
He went ahead: his prayer dressed up
in Sunday clothes rose a few feet
and dropped with a soft thump.

If a lonely soul did ever cry out
in company its true outcry to God,
it would be as though at a sedate party
a man suddenly removed his clothes
and took his wife passionately into his arms.


–Wendell Berry



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