"Jesus at the Globe Tavern" - Eugene C. Bianchi
Could it be him playing with gusto
in a circle of Irish
musicians
doing their gig by
the corner window?
I watch fascinated
until he
tucks the fiddle
under an arm,
rises and walks
toward me.
“Jesus Christ! Can that be you?”
He hesitates. “Yes, we met near the Vatican
a few years ago at
the Bar Blu.”
He joins me for brown ale to say
how close Holy Week
is
this year to St.
Patrick’s Day.
“Ah, Friend, with all the child abuse,
a dark time for
Ireland’s church—
plus Mid-East violence on the loose.”
“Yes, Master, I see
the tragic connection,
yet what about
Easter,
any hope in the
Resurrection?
“Well, religions reveled in mythic theology
when folk were
ignorant of evolution
and turned
imagination into history.”
“Yet, Master Jesus,
so much sin and separation,
how do we reconnect
with salvation?”
He leans back, sips his beer,
and points toward the
street. “See that homeless person
with her worldly
possessions in a shopping cart?
Let’s bring her warm
nachos and a fiddled chanson.”
Gene Bianchi is tonight's featured reader at Word of Mouth open mic. Sign up is at 7 pm at the bar and reading begins at 8 pm upstairs at the Globe. [Photo of Gene and cat Max by David Noah]
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