we are eating history

bowls filled with fish soup
while salad and baguette fills our plates
we are eating history:
the soup peter’s mary always made
on christmas eve
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we fill the church
with glow
passing flame
from from candle to candle
filling rows
with orbing light
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the quiet of a city
on xmas eve
around midnight
as we walk miles
to meet our friends
among the others surging
out of the opened church doors
into the chilly and snowless night