Communion I asked a being a thirsty one sitting at a rectangular table near the front window in Starbucks What do you seek and the person encasing that particular soul closed a glowing laptop took a sip of warm spicy chai and looked at me Who was I but another with earbuds muffling my own neuronal mix Yet quietly after two or three moments we sighed shared some slow inhalations of mutual comprehension and then in our minds knelt together on the polished wooden floor hands folded unselfconsciously
Jean Biegun, retired in Sacramento, CA, began writing poetry in 2000 as a way to overcome big-city job stress, and it worked. Poems have been published in Mobius: The Poetry Magazine, After Hours: A Journal of Chicago Writing and Art, World Haiku Review, Presence: International Journal of Spiritual Direction and other places.
Amethyst Review 