The Moya View

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  • Christos

    Christos

    The beautiful things he made came back to him: the long tableof good wood built solid, true;the simple seatscarved even, joinedtogether perfectly right;the hung doors that swung cleanas he passed;even the crossbeamhe swayed from— his blessed creation.

  • Land of the Yaupon Holly

    Land of the Yaupon Holly

    When the wild-eyed white palomino died, the one that ran free among the Yaupon Holly,little Anne placed a magnolia, the largest she could pluck, on his mane. After a summer, Anne returned to his bones,wearing her palmetto angel wings and ivory. dress from the Christmas pageant the winter. before. She collected the last of his…

  • Living With a Rusty Christ

    Living With a Rusty Christ

    The clean church Christ hangs on rusty nails, dozen-fold years denied a resurrection, tied to everlasting pain and death, heaven denied, mortal redemption denied because the flesh, existing between hope and despair, refuses the soul’s release.   The congregation is dead to peace, only knowing the scrapping of their knuckles on the smooth stone- dead…