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community means miles here:
little but sky
sky & green
tall farm riggings
steely
tubed elevators
spiderlegging from silos
bins overfilled with corn
& taller steeples still. In a town with three churches
the only bank dries up: loans against
paper figures only
a
saturated market
of starving mouths
nothing now certain
but
faith and neighbors.
—Put
your life in the hands of the Lord
not cathedral light
just pallid glow
—This
image we bear because
he bore our burden
Ecce Homo
hands & holes
—In
this way he suffered
and in this way we pray
an old German hymn
a Catholic cross
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