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      February 25, 2015Roz SpaffordCredo

      from “The Gospel According to Mary”

      Look for me among the missing—
      the lost ones
      their bones thrown—
      Look for me in the shadows,
      light taken from light,
      true god from true god, begetting—
      Look for me in disguise
      as the dove, the Ghost who holds
      the place I’ll never own.
      * * *
      I am the thing invisible—
      the missing other
      in plain sight.
      Father, son and—not mother?
      Who: the giver of life?
      Who: the maker of flesh?
      The Trinity, broken:
      Two men and a ghost.
      * * *
      Re-dream history:
      Who would have survived
      if God had been whole?
      God the family, not
      the father. The prophets speaking
      in the mother’s voice.
      In more than one: Church,
      child, creed, I believe.
      In the remaining grace, I believe.

      from #45 - Fall 2014

      Roz Spafford

      “My life-long argument with God—where have you been? why do you permit such suffering?—culminated when I began to write a series of poems in Mary’s ‘voice.’ I had tried rejecting God entirely—as a teenager, I had attempted to become ‘unsaved’ by standing on the cliffs overlooking the ocean shouting, ‘I renounce you,’ three times. It was a kind of temper-tantrum. With the Mary poems, I used another strategy: rewriting the Gospels. That I have not yet been struck dead for hubris offers ambiguous evidence—for a God who is generous, disinterested or absent. Still, why would one argue with God if he/she were not there to be argued with?”

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