Day Fifteen Leafy Glen

October 17, 2010

Fifteen 10/15/10

Folded into the pages of Luke

was a holy fool who rolled out

onto the fields west of Dubuque.

Dogs tongues swoll in drought

to lick his wounds and could thereby

sing a few lines of the story about

The prodigal son who left pigsty

for a robe and rings and the fattened calf.

Beyond Jerico friends came to cry

Godpains and bear cross and staff

for this holy fool’s entry into paradise,

but each foot closer increased by half.