‘I am the rod to their lightning.’

In the December 2012 issue of Poetry Magazine, Mary Karr takes a crack at writing a poem in the voice of Our Lady.

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  1. Other than the broken daughter of Eve line…

    niiiice.

  2. Mary Karr is the cobra to my mongoose. Or, maybe I’m the cobra to her mongoose.

    Thanks Angelico.

  3. Hmm: “Poor broken child of   Eve myself,…”
    I rather like the line; it probably does not even require a reverent exposition, as when Thomas cuts Augustine some slack for sometimes overstating his case, making allowance as he does for the polemical nature of Dr Grace’s discourse.
    On its own: the crush of sorrow breaks all but the callous, and breaks none more than her.

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