Palm Sunday: Gleanings

Did they leave their cast-off garments for the poor
to pick up and wear after the parade?
Who kept watch for the Romans,
and what was the signal to disperse in a hurry,
and who knew and who was left to fend for herself?
Did Jesus scratch the ears of the donkey,
feed it fruit from the cut-off branches
from his own hand?
Did the street vendors see an opportunity,
or board up their businesses for the day?
What did they leave behind?
Whom did they have behind?
What were their demands, and were they accomplished?

Did they leave their cast-off coats
in the street for the weary?
Were the olives fully trampled,
or did they leave the gleanings for the hungry?
What kind of a protest, what prophecy was this?

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About Rosalind C Hughes

Rosalind C Hughes is an Episcopal priest, poet, and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing , and Whom Shall I Fear? Urgent Questions for Christians in an Age of Violence, both from Upper Room Books. She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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