Poem - Easter Sunrise Service, a poem I always wanted to write - plus Passover

 

EASTER SUNRISE SERVICE

Back in Austin, we brought our smooth plastic chairs
lined up on one of the hills
reminiscent of Golgotha
settled ourselves as we looked around at who had come
that nice lady Ruth White, a friend of Granny's,
and Eddie, of course, Granny's special pal,
Uncle David with an Astros cap, he stood up
to get a better view
and then the preacher got out of a black Buick
with the portholes and with his cane, limped to
the makeshift podium, looked behind him at the
rainbow colored sky and in a voice strong as
Pavarotti pronounced
CHRIST HAS RISEN.

 AND of course it is still Passover. If my late mother were still around, she would have that large kitchen drawer I so well remember, stocked with matzoh.

Passover 2021

• began Saturday, March 27
  at sunset
• ends Sunday, April 4
  at nightfall