"Second Coming"

A weekly poem, read by the author.
March 20 2007 7:17 AM

"Second Coming"

Click here to listen to Ellen Wehle read this poem.

He for whom we set an extra place at table.

On the eve of bombardment

Rumors fly: Stalin himself, come to rescue his city.

How terrible our thirst, how patient,

Excalibur at lake-bottom. In Rome, a coroner

Clicks off the mic as weeping

Gangsters crowd the room, hound-like, licking their master's

Incisions. Whom we await. His field of force. Christ

Sighted doling out bread, No, someone

Else says, Sandbagging like any soldier, down by the docks.

Ellen Wehle's book of poems is The Ocean Liner's Wake. She lives outside Chicago and is completing her first novel.

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