possum christ – a poem by Maria Mazzenga

possum christ

we
assemble
in the garden
sunday
at sunrise
waiting for the
cardinal to
sing

squirrel servers
scuttle through
the gate
rabbit deacon
dove subdeacon
orange-vested
robins
chanting
in trees

possum christ
plays dead
under a
bevined
bench

the cardinal
flits for the
blueberry bush
the deacon for
the dandelions
the servers
scuttle
up the
black
walnut

 

Maria Mazzenga is a poet from Arlington, Virginia who’s been writing poetry for 30 years; she was first published as a teenager in The Catskill Review, and later in Poet Magazine and Takoma Voice.  She has done readings in Maryland and Washington, D.C.  She is currently an editor on a new online poetry publication Jump, where she has also published a few of her pieces.

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