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Judas Ambiguus

William Tobias Straney

“Toward heavenů”
—Robert Frost, “Birches”

When I am not good for my word
And touch upon the cheek of truth
The likeness of a kiss,
I think of Judas, defender of the poor,
Who ascended not flaming chariot clouds
(As Elijah did, taking them in his stride)
Nor strode the earth like a man,
But climbed up a tree,
Threw himself down, and stopped
Somewhere in-between.