The Christ Child Speaks to St. Anthony
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The Christ Child Speaks to St. AnthonyAuthor(s): Toi DerricotteSource: Callaloo, Vol. 25, No. 2 (Spring, 2002), p. 417Published by: The Johns Hopkins University PressStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/3300566 .
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THE CHRIST CHILD SPEAKS TO ST. ANTHONY
by Toi Derricotte
Your face, oh holy saint, is soft as flowers. You are my dear one, lover, friend. We shall rise, ethereal, dead to sin. Lilies blossom from your rod, their
pollen marks my touch like grace. Happy, fallen, let me stroke your breast; look
tenderly on me. Crucified, a man; in your arms, I am a boy again.
Callaloo 25.2 (2002) 417
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