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.
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 . . .