Imagining angels
and why, when they appear
, they almost universally proclaim
that there is nothing to fear.
There must be something more
to the angelic
than the white feathery wings
and the golden halo
and the rosy cheeks
, polished like supermarket apples.
Who would fear
the Christmas card image
of the angel’s appearance
, the iconic, inverted
, crystal martini glass?
Or perhaps it is not so much
how they first appear, but
when they begin to speak
we see only truth, only words
that cannot be broken
by humanity, cannot
be understood by you and me
except as something terrifying
, terrible, and without
escape.


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This entry was posted by Terry Bain on Thursday, January 11th, 2007, at 10:21 pm, and was filed in Daily Poem.
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