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
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