A poem by Susan Okie (poetry, ’14) appears in Innisfree Poetry Journal:

 

Let You Fly

Panis angelicus, we sang,

Sister in her wimple and veil,

sweeping her arms in slow arcs,

shaping the Latin with full lips.

The soul a circle she drew

on the blackboard, grace the side

of the chalk shading it white,

sin the eraser, rubbing

. . . continue reading here.

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