Sermon..

In from their meagre-rationed thin-souped

Sunday,they come and sit with unfulfilled hopes

rumbling involuntarily,as they attend their

dog-collared,dog-eared spiritual supplier;

His burdened ox-cart voice lumbering,slow,

methodically paced,hauling cargoes of words

over a rutted terrain of deep doubt

and shallow expectation;

His resonating syllables heaving the load

of insight and of revelation along straitened furrows,

up to the doors of empty-shelved,

stock-less stores bolted and barred

that forever await long ago ordered,

consignments of fresh answers.

Footnote:

    this piece was inspired by the character,the Rev.Eli Jenkins in Dylan Thomas’s “Under Milkwood”.The most excellent performance of which was the 1954 radio version starring Richard Burton.I’m still in the process,somewhat delayed of a thematically similar “play”based on the mythical town of “Wakefield”.

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