THE CLOISTERED NUNS (Versus the Realm of Realism)
The cloistered nuns are furious,
a man has bought the land
next to their convent
for his new office building
with third story windows.
Their convent garden wall
is only two stories high.
"We try to understand progress,"
said an old nun speaking with an outsider
for the first time in decades,
"but this development would ruin us."
"I am not unreasonable,"
the businessman insists,
"but stopping this project
is beyond the realm of realism."
Does the realm of nuns tending flowers
exist outside of their garden?
Is there a useful balm from Gilead
in the compassion of their wordless prayers?
"This land is too valuable to stay vacant,"
the businessman explains.
"Our dead are buried here,
we can’t move," says the nun.
© Bob Rixon