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 More on poetry from The Atlantic Monthly. Also by Stanley Plumly: Strays (2000) Piano (1999) Naps (1998) The Marriage in the Trees (1996) Will Work for Food (1993) In Answer to Amy's Question What's a Pickerel (1990) |
John 6:17
by Stanley Plumly .....  Hear Stanley Plumly read this poem (in RealAudio)—The disciples out at sea again. So many complications in the mission. Five loaves and two small fishes to feed the sick Tiberian five thousand, who want to crown this miracle a king. But Jesus will not suffer them their vanity and leaves their lonely company to bread. He finds another mountain: thus the twelve abandoned, putting out to sea in the generalized direction of Capernaum, lost without their master. A storm blows up, the kind that makes of sailors disciples of us all. Three, four miles, twenty-five or thirty furlongs, rowing in a wind that feels like crime. They know they should have waited at the shore. Fear, they know, is their faith tested. Fear of the figure they now see walking toward them.
Copyright © 2001 by The Atlantic Monthly Group. All rights reserved. The Atlantic Monthly; November 2001; John 6:17; Volume 288, No. 4; 52. | [an error occurred while processing this directive] | ||
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