(with a nod to Euronews.com)
Carried carved infant to a boat,
floated down the Tiber, him safe
in valley between her breasts.
Shouted her maiden name
was Dante, at Christmas missed
nine levels of hell, also Les Baux.
Said she alone dared save
the savior. The pope viewed
surveillance video many times,
decreed Jesus could not return —
a plastic one must fill the role.
Her attorney focused on fear —
alleged priests made threats, stole
her clothes. She had to promise
never to row to shore for more.
Timothy Pilgrim, Bellingham Washington, is a Pacific Northwest poet and a 2018 Pushcart Prize nominee. He has several hundred acceptances from journals like Seattle Review, Third Wednesday, Santa Anna River Review, Windsor Review, Sleet Magazine, San Pedro River Review, Jeopardy and Hobart. He is author of Mapping Water (Flying Trout Press, 2016). See www.timothypilgrim.org for all his poetry.