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Without Priests or Robes
Julie Eger




I remember a time when

Mama moved the furniture

to give us more room

as Dick Rodgers, Fritz Willfarht

and the rest of the players

would come in on WLUK

TV Station out of Green Bay

at 10:00 on Sunday mornings

while other kids were sitting in cars,

mothers slicking back hair with spit,

straightening collars, and scolding them

to stand up straight as they walked to their pews.

Mama cranked the volume on the TV

and with hands together, chins up,

shoulders locked, right foot back,

back together back, counting

one-uh-two, one-uh-two,

we would polka all our cares away

and before Tuba Dan

put down his bouncing tuba,

without priests or robes,

without altars or smoke,

all my sins were forgiven.


Copyright by Julie Eger.
Used with the author's permission.



Julie Eger is a massage therapist by trade but does not hesitate to capture a poem (if she can!) as it passes by. She enjoys watching her husband stack firewood, playing with her grandkids, allowing the dogs to take her for a walk, and pretending to be the host for The Original Voice, a monthly prose and poetry event. Julie lives in Wisconsin with her husband and two dogs. Learn more about her at



Post New Comment:
chris schulz:
I can hear, see you now; dancing stirs the soul like no other!!
Posted 03/02/2015 05:24 PM
Hooray for something that makes real sense. Go for the joy! Love it, Julie.
Posted 02/28/2015 04:06 PM
Another good Wisconsin poet!
Posted 02/28/2015 10:54 AM
Hi Julie, LOVE this! Dancing beats confession any day!
Posted 02/28/2015 09:11 AM
love it and such a good strong ending
Posted 02/28/2015 08:50 AM
I loved this poem! Such images--such a story!
Posted 02/28/2015 08:49 AM
Lovely scene, Julie. I was one of those getting my hair slicked back with spit. Your experience sounds much more spiritually uplifting.
Posted 02/28/2015 07:26 AM
Says so much with a few well-placed words. I love it.
Posted 02/28/2015 05:24 AM

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