GUT Feeling
i believe
GUTs* have got
more to do
with what
st. francis# knew
the night
he lit up assisi,
encased in his own
private Light cone,
accelerated
on the force of myth.
or with what
avila teresa*# felt
pleading
with unseen unheard-
let me do my daily duties,
get on with trivialities-
to no avail.
her habit pulled high
in cloister air,
she silver radiance
suspended in mid-rapture
trusting, helpless
as tibetan nun
in lhasa prison
poem by Doug Bentley
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