Friday, November 03, 2006
Barbies at Communion
During communion meditation young men pass
shiny brass plates with saltless crackers
and shots of grape juice and the speaker
compares communion to German McDonald's:
an oasis of comfort in a foreign land?
"We share this meal.
Amen? We share
this meal. We share."
While I smile at his cadence,
my daughter undresses
Ariel Barbie, Tinker Bell Barbie,
and 12 inch generic sleeping beauty.
I don't know why Ariel's butt crack
makes me nervous, shining up at me
as I break a corner of cracker, Christ's
flesh passing over naked dolls
breasts without nipples
like an Eve before shame.
I'll link here from my Barbie post comments section. (Hey, that works out since you've been looking for link love!)
christianne, I have never heard of Kathleen Norris or her book of poetry, but it looks like I'll need to order that one. I saw the my friends at Image Journal already know her!
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