Gargoyle 43Cover painting “Acrobats, Hooligans, and a Horse,” by Joe SorrenPublished 2/26/2001
I felt his hair against my facewhen I prayed, knelt before rowsof candles, guttering red lights.
His long fingers gently coveredthe blotches of my spotted hand,pulsed life as a small animal does.
He spoke of a place, glorious room,In the far house which is his home.Listen, he consoled, the door opens,
blind men speak colors, the mute talk,and the lame walk from their shadows,the braces and canes falling away.