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Frederick Buechner 1926-2022

If it is possible,
let this cup pass from me.

Not the cup that runneth over,
that brims and spills.

Not the free refill, bottomless,
best wine last, big gulp cup.

Not that cup, but this small cup
of bitter gall, this last wetness.

This cup I drain, containing,
in the dregs, all the death that ever was.

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Marda Messick

Marda Messick's poems have appeared in The Christian Century, Delmarva Review, and several other journals. Marda is also a retired Lutheran pastor.