Poetry as Visitation

The Oxford Book of Modern Verse
is dated as I read it now, and nearly

swoon in the unfamiliar embrace
of nineteenth-century language

teaching the meaning of elevation,
like that of the host at a Catholic

Mass, held up to be seen by all
the faithful, and seeing, believing

a visitation of the embodied Christ.
In the wafer, in the wine––new life:

Eat, drink and be holy as I am holy;
I share myself with you in this sacred way.

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