Pure White Tints The taper that towers above my sorrows, illuminating the essence of grief, has bled its tears of opal, recasting a string of beads on which my lips would breathe its fragrant creed. The pew that had cherished my hymn-book has been languishing for my weight. A dialogue with an inscrutable power has estranged me from our ancient seat for I could not prevaricate, or even explicate my notions without stirring up an upheaval of debate. I dip my bread in milk and contemplate in my bowl the New Jerusalem the Book of Revelation depicts in pure white tints.
Susie Gharib is a graduate of the University of Strathclyde with
a Ph.D. on the work of D.H. Lawrence. Her poetry and fiction have
appeared in multiple venues including Down in the Dirt, Impspired
Magazine, Mad Swirl, A New Ulster, Adelaide Literary Magazine, The Ink
Pantry, and the Pennsylvania Literary Journal.