SPEAKING

Speaking in the name
beyond all names
what is providential
of our full poet's
potential and material
as the word of language
upon the silence of a creche
when our god's fresh blood
made into our sun's flesh
from sling, skin and page
in the twisted body
of a conscience's rage
with the flame of heart
into a disciplined mind
running by to do our part
in our age's concave sin
of being unkind.