Poem March 17, 1980 Issue

"Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment"

RUSHWORTH M. KIDDER

Seamless, the knit
light, the coat fit
to un-king the great and robe the humble, bright
spinning of grace in a tattered place, a sight
like a fourth man walking at Shadrach's side
so brilliantly that the white-hot coals
faded to shadow and might have been cold.

Make mine, Love, from a similar cloth
washed, on the loom of the Lamb, no claw
beneath the wool, no savage tooth
or tongue to lash back at the deviled and fire-mad tyrant.
Just unillusioned trust: the Christ apparent,
the knit coat smokeless,
the shining seemless.

RUSHWORTH M. KIDDER

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