The Auguries of Mary Magdalene

The Auguries of Mary Magdalene David J Walker I saw Mary Magdalene Sitting on the stone bench Near your grave Was she here for you Was she there to proclaim Your absence never looking my way or saying a single word in A dream about a victory that could save my soul and Release yours from sad visions I remember the last time I saw you Dressed for a journey already departed Dressed as if form a black & white Photograph of you taking a train Or climbing the steps to passenger prop plane in the 50s’ Or was it a Greyhound bus in the 40s’ with a three-day pass from camp to see your mother And now after three days Mary Magdalene, if you please Recite the auguries of Sunday morning at dawn