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Bread and Blood (Soupline Meditation #2)
starr

Wine is blood.
 1
Stones are bread.
 2
 
 
Body of Christ,
 3
Drifters, fed.
 4

21 May 07

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Tight minimalism. I would ditch the article before "drifters" just to cinch this economical piece further.
 — banditfemme

Wine is blood.
Stones are bread.

Body of Christ,
Drifters are fed.
 — unknown

Thanks u guyz!  I love your suggestions!  :-)
 — starr

If every line does not have to be 3 words,
then my suggestion would be this:
"Body of Christ,
Drifters, fed".

I like your poem, I like how you bring old things to life in your own way,
if that makes any friggin sense. =-)
Jen-
 — jenakajoffer

Jen!  Awesome!  THANKyou!  I love your sense of rhythm and how u are so anal about syllables.  I value your critical (friggin') sense/depth.  Actually, I LOVE it!  :-)  Thanks again!
 — starr

I do love the concept of soupline meditation, but this one didn't hit me as strongly as some of your other work. However, I will say, it has a startling, prayerful quality to it that didn't hit me until the third or fourth reading. Like saying grace. OK, so I'm slow... ;-)
 — DrakeScott

Why, thanks, Drakescott!  This one comes from six years of managing a soup kitchen housed inside a United Church of Christ.  The Reverend came down one night to dinner and communed the homeless people.  That inspired me somehow.
 — starr

Wow, excellent tiny poem!  I'm so impressed.  
 — Isabelle5

Hey, again!
 — Isabelle5

Awww...Thanks, Isabelle!  I'm impressed with your poetry too.  :-)  Love, Starragain
 — starr

haha,
anal.
<3
 — jenakajoffer

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