What it isn*t...

Lent, almost like Christmas,  has accrued its own oddities.  Whoever came up with all you can eat fried fish was probably a marketing genius. 

Lent is not

The Friday

All-you- can-eat fried fish

Buffet,

Even if it is

All cod.

Or Sunday off

To fulfill every chocolate

Desire

Before Monday comes

Even if it doesn*t count

In the number of days.

It is not 

forty days in a wilderness camp

With hot running water,

Sherpas who schlep everything

For us.

Ah the temptations

Mostly unnamed

In this wilderness,

Life with the wild beasts,

Angels-in-waiting.