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by Bob Hicok | |

By Their Works

 Who cleaned up the Last Supper?
These would be my people.
Maybe hung over, wanting desperately a better job, standing with rags in hand as the window beckons with hills of yellow grass.
In Da Vinci, the blue robed apostle gesturing at Christ is saying, give Him the check.
What a mess they've made of their faith.
My God would put a busboy on earth to roam among the waiters and remind them to share their tips.
The woman who finished one half eaten olive and scooped the rest into her pockets, walked her tiny pride home to children who looked at her smile and saw the salvation of a meal.
All that week at work she ignored customers who talked of Rome and silk and crucifixions, though she couldn't stop thinking of this man who said thank you each time she filled His glass.


by Bob Hicok | |

The Maple

 The Maple

is a system of posture for wood.
A way of not falling down for twigs that happens to benefit birds.
I don't know.
I'm staring at a tree, at yellow leaves threshed by wind and want you reading this to be staring at the same tree.
I could cut it down and laminate it or ask you to live with me on the stairs with the window keeping an eye on the maple but I think your real life would miss you.
The story here is that all morning I've thought of the statement that art is about loneliness while watching golden leaves become unhinged.
By ones or in bunches they tumble and hang for a moment like a dress in the dryer.
At the laundromat you've seen the arms thrown out to catch the shirt flying the other way.
Just as you've stood at the bottom of a gray sky in a pile of leaves trying to lick them back into place.