The history is one of
privation and power.
Cloistered sisters
learn the bishop
will arrive unexpected.
How to rise from vows 
of poverty to honor
the institution giving them

the right to live
in God’s silence
and pray to close 
the distance
between themselves
and mystery.
In the convent
kitchen a rush

to glean what
their austerity
availed—cacao,
chilhuacle negro,
banana, peanut,
tomato, bread,
tomatillo, garlic,
cloves, allspice,

almonds, pollo 
scratching dirt 
in the holy yard.
I hope the sisters 
laughed in their
powerless power
to please the dignitary.
The bishop in his red 

vestments and gold
chalice is lost
to history. The sisters
in their dull habits
and ceaseless devotion 
and readiness to meet
the day we honor 
with each bite.

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Alison Hawthorne Deming is the author of six books of poetry and five books of nonfiction. A recipient of Guggenheim and NEA Fellowships, she is regents professor emerita at the University of Arizona.