JOSEPH AT GETHSEMANE

 

last night i dreamed he was small

again. small & sad. i saw it clear

as spring water. did i see it then, 

 

did i act rightly, is that how i built

this machine of a man? look at him now, 

 

ready to die for himself, breaking prayer 

to move a hurting moth

 

off the sand, to the sweet olives. 

passing the cup. Teacher, sometimes i think you do it

 

to spite me. to swing as far away

as a carpenter’s son can swing. i don’t know

if this is true – i don’t know

 

the halls of your mind. other times i think,

anyone but you, any son but mine. 

 

most nights, while your mother sleeps, i pray

like you do: Lord, take the cup away, 

 

wash the heaven from his mind, 

make him meek, make him plain, 

give him back to me.

GENESIS 29:32

 

& when the Lord saw that she was hated He sent her children

because unloved women should have children, but still

 

he wouldn’t touch her, not with kindness, not with rage, 

only once, with a surgical precision, to conceive,

 

such precision could be mistaken for care, yet she was too smart 

for such a careless mistake, & who needs care

 

anyhow, not while there are fields to hoe & crops to harvest

& wines to drink & wines to get drunk from. of course, 

 

while with child, she couldn’t drink at all, which made things

infinitely more terrible, because when her belly swelled & dropped

 

he would look at her with disdain – no other word for it, 

a deep-seated disdain, low & angry, like she’d asked for this, 

 

like the child fulfilled a vengeful wish against him.

& when finally her water broke, her son came out in a rush, 

 

she was alone with the handmaid in her marital bed, the bed 

he’d never shared, a bed that could never fully get cleaned, 

 

& she howled, & she wept, sweaty from birth, & she named him

& said, now he will love me. 

Leah Lentz

Leah Lentz currently lives in St. Petersburg, FL, and studies Literature and Creative Writing at Eckerd College. Her previous work has appeared in Puerto del Sol. She can be found on instagram, @leah.lentz

Why this Knocked Taylor Out:

Well okay surprise! I solicited this poem (Joseph...). We received this at phoebe and I was OVER THE MOON about it but we got over 700 subs and could only take 12 so I snagged this one for BRAWL. 

BUT I LOVE THIS POEM. I love a poem that opens a perspective that other poems haven't. Addressing the masculinity of Jesus and his father is something I haven't seen done a lot and I loved how it was handled here. The tenderness of this poem, the use of small lyric "i", the ENDING. There is so much intentionality in this poem and each line just blew me away.

Just, wow. 


And then bang surprise poem #2 "Genesis" is perfectly titled and wonderfully executed. I'll write more about this on the site but I LOVED how these two paired together examining the role of "parenthood" within a religious context. These are just so up my alley it’s insane. I’ve always been someone who loves the tenderness of couplets and this poem is a great example of the tension between couplets and content.

Interview:

Why did you choose Team Taylor for this poem? 

Taylor reached out to me through my phoebe submission, and when I looked at her submission guidelines, I sent over a few poems that I felt fit the vibe <3

How do these poem fit within your usual discography?

I’m very interested in Catholic images and retellings, and I really like watching how a narrative can change based on whose hands it’s in. I’m also a bit of an art history nerd, so a lot of my work is informed by paintings — “Joseph” was partially inspired by Guercino’s “Saint Joseph with the Christ Child”.

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