Appalachian Communion
not everywhere but somewhere
biscuits and water
that’s
what we have
and bless
the Lord
consume him in our church
at
the time
and
we trust the Lord likes poverty
to set us here
and
accepts the hard bread that we offer with
the water of
same kind we were baptized
in
when
choosing to believe
so keeping faith with his blood and body
best we may
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Billboards and signage near the Smokies.
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So Much on One Day
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Yesterday was
Father’s Day
Juneteenth
Corpus Christi
My
The body of Christ
Evidenced
Manifest
In Eucharist
This is important
This is my body
Christ said to disciples
This is my blood
Do this in remembrance of me
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A priest once explained to me
That the change is not molecular
That substance
To the medieval minds
To the makers of the doctrine
Did not mean flesh
As in meat
But substance as in essence
As in presence
Belief and purpose
Inside, all around
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These were believers
And philosophers
Not alchemists
(so much)
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The reason for the bread and wine
Is changed
Our reason to be there in the moment
With a bell
Is changed from bread and wine
To faith
And even penitence
The salvation of the world
At hand
And hand outside as well
As inside we take and ingest
And move with nourishment
Into the world,
After
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A professor told us
Once in class
Of her being in line
At a holy place in western Asia
Then in
Chatting about faith
With a stranger there—she
Was asked
(if not told)
Are not you Christians cannibals?
You believe in consuming
Flesh and blood
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And my prof remembered
As I remember
With remembrance
The details and essence of
Her story
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And is there physicality?
Yes, I think so
Bread, wine
And there is more
And the bell changes things
Things are changed in substance
For the better
Christ isn’t changed
Bread, wine
We are
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