John Popielaski

Three Poems

Maundy Thursday Hungover on this cloudy Thursday morning when it seems that everyone I know has given up or cut way down on alcohol, I stare at dust streaks on the ceiling and recall Miss Maudie characterizing Mister Radley as a foot-washing Baptist. Say what you will say about the man, but he washed someone else’s feet, which tells me almost all I need to know about his estimation of humility.