Uproar: Antiphonies to Psalms
So will I compass thine altar, O Lord: that I may publish with the voice of thanksgiving. Psalm 26
Thine altar is tome this bathtub
where my four-year-old twin
girls tip back their heads.
They close their eyes.
I read their faces from above,
in trust and fear, in holiness,
heads tipped until the waterline
has touched their hairlines, cautious.
Look: their hair flows underwater
like the scrolls unfurled in heaven.