When I think of Jonah,
it's not the storm
or the casting out
on shore, redeemed,
I think of.
I think of the
3 days in the
whale's belly--
the watching
the waiting.
Nothing to do
about it.
3 days.
A whale's belly.
A thing I can't
imagine.
Only, I imagine
the anxiety
the fear
the misery.
And, finally,
the light
the shore.
The casting forth.
What got
churned away?
What was left behind
in the process?
Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 1:10 AM UTC
When I think of Jonah,
it's not the storm
or the casting out
on shore, redeemed,
I think of.
I think of the
3 days in the
whale's belly--
the watching
the waiting.
Nothing to do
about it.
3 days.
A whale's belly.
A thing I can't
imagine.
Only, I imagine
the anxiety
the fear
the misery.
And, finally,
the light
the shore.
The casting forth.
What got
churned away?
What was left behind
in the process?
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