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Poetry

04/11/2018

Photo by M. Weber

 

The Pottered Chalice

There is a thin crack
in the pottered chalice
from which drops of wineblood
seep out and trickle
down the stem to the base,
then stain the linen
covering the altar of
our simple lives.

Once, we discussed replacing it
with a metal one-gold maybe,
but thought better of it.
This one held so many stories
to heal our brokenness
we couldn't let it go.
Besides, we all agreed
it felt warmer in our hands.

By Michael Dallaire