Small Wire

(c) Grace Farson Photography.
(c) Grace Farson Photography.

SMALL WIRE
Anne Sexton

My faith
is a great weight
hung on a small wire,
as doth the spider
hang her baby on a thin web,
as doth the vine,
twiggy and wooden,
hold up grapes
like eyeballs,
as many angels
dance on the head of a pin.

God does not need
too much wire to keep Him there,
just a thin vein,
with blood pushing back and forth in it,
and some love.
As it has been said:
Love and a cough
cannot be concealed.
Even a small cough.
Even a small love.
So if you have only a thin wire,
God does not mind.
He will enter your hands
as easily as ten cents used to
bring forth a Coke.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

This is a funny and strange poem, but I will always recall these lines: “So if you have only a thin wire,/God does not mind.”

(And isn’t that photo by Grace wonderful? Taken somewhere in New Zealand, I think.)

Headed to my parents’ house this weekend for a family reunion, to celebrate Easter, my birthday, and the fact that Laszlo went on trial with an adopter this weekend!

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