Feb 7
Communion
There's no bread. The bakers have gone into hiding. The seats at the table are empty. The Twelve are out marching with the thousands. The streets are filled with a new song. Only Judas sits at Target Plaza, counting his silver, while Pontius Pilate issues a carefully-worded statement. Meanwhile, the centurions have quotas to fill. But out on the streets there's a Communion. Jesus takes the city in his hands and says, "This is my body, broken for you."
By Rob Hardy (former poet laureate of Northfield, MN), February 2, 2026.
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