01/26/2011

The wine in the communion cup                        to the drunk
is like the hospital handrail to                      the skater punk.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Theologically (and I’m going to disagree with my pastor here), I believe that Jesus turned the water into wine, not grape juice. The poem wouldn’t mean as much to me if I believed otherwise.

BIO:

John Poch teaches at Texas Tech University and is the editor of 32 Poems magazine. His first book, Poems, was published by Orchises Press in 2004. His second collection, Two Men Fighting with a Knife (Story Line Press, 2008), won the 2008 Donald Justice Prize. His third collection, Dolls, was just released by Orchises Press. He is also the editor, with Chad Davidson, of Hockey Haiku: The Essential Collection (St. Martin’s Griffin, 2006). He has recent work in The Iowa Review, Unpleasant Event Schedule, Paris Review, and other journals.
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