Boyer, R. L.

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Volume 2019 Issue 41 Article 11 7-15-2019 Roll Me, Softly R. L. Boyer Follow this and additional works at: https://dc.swosu.edu/mcircle  Part of the Children's and Young Adult Literature Commons Recommended Citation Boyer, R. L. (2019) "Roll Me, Softly," The Mythic Circle: Vol. 2019 : Iss. 41 , Article 11. Available at: https://dc.swosu.edu/mcircle/vol2019/iss41/11 This Poetry is brought to you for free and open access by the Mythopoeic Society at SWOSU Digital Commons. It has been accepted for inclusion in The Mythic Circle by an authorized editor of SWOSU Digital Commons. An ADA compliant document is available upon request. For more information, please contact phillip.fitzsimmons@swosu.edu. To join the Mythopoeic Society go to: http://www.mythsoc.org/join.htm Mythcon 51: The Mythic, the Fantastic, and the Alien Albuquerque, New Mexico • Postponed to: July 30 – August 2, 2021 This poetry is available in The Mythic Circle: https://dc.swosu.edu/mcircle/vol2019/iss41/11 The Mythic Circle #41, pg. 9   These lines end with irony. Night has just chastised God for his desire to create (which we see throughout Paradise Lost) and for his desire for praise from his creations (another reoccurring theme), yet using power from Chaos to do so. The angels, having been blinded, must be experiencing fear, as they think none can match God in power. When Night leaves and vision returns, they praise God because they realize their powerlessness without him, and they praise what he values most of all, his creations. However, as God has just been reminded of the fallacy within his ability to create, they are praising him for his deception. I would imagine the shame upon God would be overwhelming.      Roll Me, Softly by R. L. Boyer   I met you again, on the other side, late last night.  With a still, light touch you turned my perfect body   into a smooth, round stone—as tiny as a grain of  sand, a crystal ball shot through with rose. Then, I felt   you roll me, softly, through velvet fingertips, like an Angel rolling the door from the Nazarene’s tomb.

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