Summer Episcopalians
– notes from an introvert
By Thomas R. Moore
They are more self-confident than I,
and even though I’m one of them,
they rattle me when I overhear their spiels
in deli about imported Swiss before
choosing Champagne Brie, or when
the women, white-haired, blue-blooded,
chat so self-assuredly in coffee and tea,
their crisp tennis dresses showing
their pedigree with baskets full of organic
pears, natural chicken thighs,
and English breakfast tea. The men
are clean-shaven with jaws that say
prominent, sailing tans melding
into winter’s Merlot seas. Their
faces are almost names. I dodge
into canned vegetables and flee.
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