My sister sends me a phone-cam shot of Benedict XVI’s fly hooptie as it cruises down the boulevard of Yankee Stadium.
And so to mark this occasion, we take a break from the Palimpsest series and dedicate two poems, one by me and one by Jack Agüeros, to the Vicar of Christ and all the other interesting (read: ripe for poetic pickin’) language that comes with His Holiness. Thank you, White Jesus!
(poem was here)
Psalm for the Pope’s Five License Plate
Lord,
I have suggestions for the Pope’s
Five license plates
for his Five Mercedes Limousines.Big Guy.
Holy 1.
El Papa.
Pure-issimo.Lord,
I know that’s only four,
but I’m withdrawing
Humble 1,because it doesn’t seem to fit.
by Jack Agüeros
(from LORD, IS THIS A PSALM?, Hanging Loose Press 2002)