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[aid] => Mick
[title] => WORKBENCH
[time] => 2002-11-16 18:30:00
[hometext] => REGINA, SASKATCHEWAN, CANADA
16 November 1979 There were six of us ordained to the priesthood of the Anglican Church of Canada. I wrote this over the last few weeks to celebrate, at least partly, that event ... this poem, like myself is a work in progress -- any comments? [bodytext] => ####### Craftsman: I labour on a bench of wood, with tools of sharp bright steel Poet: I labour on the bench of my heart Memory and desire, intensely real But I am more than that and less, A priest ordained, and called For service at another workbench By God and people sanctified At this altlarbench I labour not Yet I have work to do where all Our labours, loves and follies meet, One who loves us, great and small. Here the holy hawk of heaven Though some have called her dove; Sits on my shoulder, and with beak And talon, teaches me of love [comments] => 3 [counter] => 247 [topic] => 31 [informant] => aernby [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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