AUNT MINNIE BLANKS, PROPHET IN HER EAST TEXAS HOME

1969

Old woman cocooned in a shawl
hair the color of thirty-five year old mud dobber’s nest
preserved from the yankee winds in a cast iron skillet.

Neighbors said she could chant the warts from your hands.
She saw apes in pine trees eating cone seed like a possum.

Aunt Minnie keep your curse on the highway.
Don’t let your wild eyes wither.
Throw off your shawl now.
Please don’t die.
Please butterfly forth in revelation.

You are needed in Washington. Congress waits on the prophet.
Aunt Minnie, what will you do about the war?

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