ALL HALLOWS’ PARADE

 

 

With thanks to Sylvia Chapin, who was there.

 

It rained and rained.
They were wringing out their tails,
they were wringing out their ears.
The Pumpkin Princess in the float next to the Mayor
looked like a Drowned Rat, smiling.
Those with wings had to take them off
in order to fit into raincoats.

Will it be like this?
The final gathering of the Saints
beyond the river of fire?
Will we all stand dripping
and shining in the fading dark,
blinking as the light comes close
and the great laughter draws us in?

Published in Sojourners, Sept-Oct 1998

 

This entry was posted in Seasons.

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