St. Jude in the Common Era Who knows how or where they might appear at a roadside stop on the Mass Turnpike, lending a hand with a jack and a spare. Or as a stranger running to a platform beside a train track with a sack of pastries and fruit for three young travelers to stave off hunger on their journey. An unknown neighbour who calls about the missing cat months after he reappeared, or even that shuffling figure I avoid on the street-- the one muttering, the one who stinks from fishing in the rotting lake of the dumpster. Who am I to preach, raised by atheists and Jews, and yet I read Of Human Bondage and know, there but for grace go I, and so I now seek angels anywhere on the ground, though never in the sky. Betsy Mars Betsy Mars is a prize-winning poet, photographer, and assistant editor at Gyroscope Review. Her poetry has been published in numerous journals and anthologies. Recent poems can be found in Minyan, MacQueen’s Quinterly, Sheila-Na-Gig, and Autumn Sky Poetry Daily. Her photos have appeared online and in print, including one which served as the Rattle Ekphrastic Challenge prompt in 2019. She has two books, Alinea, and her most recent, co-written with Alan Walowitz, In the Muddle of the Night. In addition, she also frequently collaborates with San Diego artist Judith Christensen, most recently on an installation entitled Mapping Our Future Selves.
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Kate Wegrzyn
5/17/2024 09:46:11 am
Narrowing the distance between us on or journey.
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