He forgot—and I—remembered—
‘Twas an everyday affair—
Long ago as Christ and Peter—
“Warmed them” at the “Temple fire.”
“Thou wert with him”—quoth “the Damsel”?
“No”—said Peter, ’twasn’t me—
Jesus merely “looked” at Peter—
Could I do aught else—to Thee?

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February 14, 2012 at 1:53 pm
belz
What number, Remy?
February 18, 2012 at 11:20 pm
Remy
Poem #203 (p.95) in The Complete Poems of Em Dickinson