Seminarians, pastors, right reverends
and—of course—poets, queue around
more of those Maxfield Parrish clouds.
They approach the gates of St. Peter
with that practiced, professional impatience,
brandishing chapbooks and peer reviewed articles,
while some fuss over their ontological arguments
for the existence of God—though no one here
needs persuading—and second-guessing
their choice of font and citation style…