snow cover reflects
unto the bed of day,
like the white lilac
on a summer night.

radiance expected
with the dawn
will discover itself in the light.

it is a damask world
of white on white.

when the thaw comes
there will be no trace
of the winter things
nor the magic grappling
on the other side of the door.

earth lifted up itself
and raised the host. . . .

or did heaven bend to eat?

Photo by Joseph Hallissey Sr.

About Veronica Hallissey

Veronica Hallissey has been writing since the 1960s, with her poetry published in a variety of small press magazines. Born into a farm family in Lockport, NY, and educated at the University of Buffalo and other midwest institutions, she brings and unusual point-of-view to her poetry, combining strong natural images with a deep spiritual language. She lives in St. Johns, FL.

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2 Responses to Communion

  1. Maria Wulf February 16, 2014 at 9:27 pm #

    Makes the winter seem warm.

  2. veronicahallissey February 22, 2014 at 1:22 am #

    e mail from Jane Mc. . . . .thank you again, this is lovely.

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