Chapter in Angelology

Author(s): RAYMOND ROSELIEP

Source: Prairie Schooner, Vol. 38, No. 3 (FALL 1964), p. 257
Published by: University of Nebraska Press
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RAYMOND ROSELIEP

Chapter in Angelology

The nun who served religion

in ice cream heaps
to our hungry first grade
dished up angels pink as strawberry,

whip cream light,

genuine as the air
we heard rustle

when those wingmen

winged around our table

tops. Oh we were told
to leave room
on our small red chairs

for the companion spirit

blown to each.
So we sat uncomfortable
on rock of a sister's faith.

This was the year I put away

the things of a child,
too many things
away.

Farmer, Retired

A man under the town clock

on Main Street loiters
before a bucket of lilies
gracing the drug store entry,
never told they are plastic.

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