Perihelion: An Online Journal of Poetry and Mayhem
The Phoenix Issue, No. 16, Winter 2008
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H.L. HIX

Kerygma

Even during the watch of Elijah
there walked widows enough across a land
starved by stingy skies, crusted in parched soil,
but he was sent to only one of them,
a widow in Sidon named Sarepta.
Of all the lepers in Elisha’s time
only Naaman the Syrian was healed.
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Is it so hard to understand
that corruption does not enter
from outside but arises from within?
          •
How can you fail to understand
that when I speak of bread
I do not mean bread?
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I tell you, Elijah has come.