A Happy Easter to my friends on the Western liturgical calendar: Christ is risen! Here are three poems I love for the day.

Seven Stanzas at Easter, by John Updike:

Make no mistake: if He rose at all
it was as His body;
if the cells’ dissolution did not reverse, the molecules
reknit, the amino acids rekindle,
the Church will fall.

Read the whole thing.

The Earthly Resurrection and The Heavenly Resurrection, by Aaron Belz:

Look at all the weird seeds—
plum stones and green beans,
salted sunflower snacks,
buttered peas, silkweed pods
spilling downy-tufted spores,
artichoke hearts, apple pips,
maple wings falling like helicopters
up and down Main Street . . .

Read the poems.