Thirst --- so basic, so animal, so surface, so carnal --- just meet the need, quench the thirst.
Quenching is a need we, in our water-available-with-ease society can meet quickly and easily. Enter a home and the first question upon settling in is “Can I get you something to drink?”
Jesus will thirst and the Centurion will lift upon his spear a sponge soaked in vinegar, a stark, cruel image that further informs the ugliness, the torture of the crucifixion.
The poet titles her book of poems, written after the death of her partner of many decades, THIRST.
The title speaks to the loss that is an ache, her longing for what is no more, the desire for her beloved.
For what do you thirst?
Who can quench it?
How is it quenched?
Will you thirst again?
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