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Inside St. Nicholas Church, Harwich
A painted offering of stone
behind a great altar, beside
the placques that give the Words. The throne
is glimpsed within this place, the hides
of souls its cushioning, its arms
and legs golden. What ancient charms
can still be seen among the pews
and high inside the organ's flues
are stepping out, again to see
the faithful come to kneel, to plea.
The nave is packed with tourists now.
The portrait of Moses with God's
tablets - ten rules inscribed for how
a life should play - looks on, at odds.
behind a great altar, beside
the placques that give the Words. The throne
is glimpsed within this place, the hides
of souls its cushioning, its arms
and legs golden. What ancient charms
can still be seen among the pews
and high inside the organ's flues
are stepping out, again to see
the faithful come to kneel, to plea.
The nave is packed with tourists now.
The portrait of Moses with God's
tablets - ten rules inscribed for how
a life should play - looks on, at odds.
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