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The Man on the Road to Trappist, Kentucky: (for Betsy and Charlie)

The Man on the Road to Trappist, Kentucky: (for Betsy and Charlie) The Man on the Road to Trappist, Kentucky (for Betsy and Charlie) Bored by the indifferent hills Above the Abbey of Gethsemani, A woman leans into the stone image Of Joseph and his son. Across the road from her, Atop another knoll, Stands the empty cross. She whispers the names: "The father and the son," "The father and the son." Perhaps half a mile away from her, A man approaches along Highway 3 IE, Between two fields of sleeping winter grass. He carries an empty satchel And a pair of good shoes. Gethsemani wears, this time of year, The color of that doe she saw crossing, Just east of here, near the convent Ofthe Sisters of Loretto. When the man disappears into the abbey, She thinks of two things: The doe, with her eyes Like glazed pottery; And the word "gethsemane" Which has come to mean "An instance or place of great suffering." -Mary Jo Thomas http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Appalachian Review University of North Carolina Press

The Man on the Road to Trappist, Kentucky: (for Betsy and Charlie)

Thomas, Mary Jo.
Appalachian Review , Volume 26 (3) – Jan 8, 1998
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The Man on the Road to Trappist, Kentucky (for Betsy and Charlie) Bored by the indifferent hills Above the Abbey of Gethsemani, A woman leans into the stone image Of Joseph and his son. Across the road from her, Atop another knoll, Stands the empty cross. She whispers the names: "The father and the son," "The father and the son." Perhaps half a mile away from her, A man approaches along Highway 3 IE, Between two fields of sleeping winter grass. He carries an empty satchel And a pair of good shoes. Gethsemani wears, this time of year, The color of that doe she saw crossing, Just east of here, near the convent Ofthe Sisters of Loretto. When the man disappears into the abbey, She thinks of two things: The doe, with her eyes Like glazed pottery; And the word "gethsemane" Which has come to mean "An instance or place of great suffering." -Mary Jo Thomas

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Appalachian Review – University of North Carolina Press

Published: Jan 8, 1998

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