Saint's Day Triolet: Saint Anthony Poem by Deborah Paredez

Saint's Day Triolet: Saint Anthony



When no one else would listen, Saint Anthony
preached seaward, his words fishnet for the lost
souls of the heretics. Caught up in despair, we plea
to the one who will listen: Saint Anthony,
please return Tía's teeth or the misplaced key
to our bolted hopes. Patron retriever of all we've tossed
when no one else would. Listen, Saint Anthony,
teach us to steward this world, all our netted loss.

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