The Prayer-Jar by Pat Boran

At the bottom of the prayer-jar
was a layer of quiet
so thin it could be missed,
so quiet it might be worn to church.

At the back of the church
you could take, unseen,
the prayer-jar from your pocket,
to collect the sound of people shuffling,

and then go shuffling off back home
through the market visited earlier on,
the clucking of vendors and birds on perches
already somewhere in the belly of the prayer-jar.

From: http://www.poetryinternationalweb.net/pi/site/poem/item/15431/auto/0/THE-PRAYER-JAR

Date: 1996

By: Pat Boran (1963- )

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