The Patron Saint of Chickamauga Mows My Yard

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 THE PATRON SAINT OF CHICKAMAUGA MOWS MY YARD


It’s true: stare long 

enough and the icon’s 

eyes begin to move,

 back and forth

like an anamorphic

 chant at the temple 

of the Toro Zero-

Turn, offering up 

the incense of 

fresh-cut grass 

and interceding 

on your behalf

as you venerate 

him with a nod 

and a glass of holy 

water clinking with ice. 


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