Polynomial

[Mark A Becker]

Hello degrees-
Now that I'm retired I have plenty of time to work- to give full time consideration to poetry. 
I find this new piece of yours divines an almost solution using holy mathematics, in a very creative way. At least for me...

Polynomial  =many terms. An appropriate title

morning helps heal
when receiving, the eucharist is how I read it
a crisper image—

you want to take it on the tongue  reinforces my interpretation of the eucharist
like childhood, the conversation
you used to have with your father— I guess a capital 'F' for 'father' would've been too obvious- let the reader decide. I remember my whole-hearted belief as a child, which has waned with regard to dogma/doctrine, but still remains strong on a purely personal level.

to test the possibility of prayer a beautiful phrase. I still take this test, knowing I may never come up with a correct answer.
somehow gives you another
chance at rational living—  amen

like quintic function, an odd
degree of separation from radical
sin  this last stanza is where I got my phrase 'holy matematics'. I don't know what this means, yet somehow understand it.  I love when that happens.

This piece reminds me of that quiet moment of prayer following communion.  It adds up quite well in my reading.

Thanks for posting this subtle poem,
Mark

ps- I think 'irrational sin' may resonate better with 'rational living' from the previous stanza. That, and the allusion to irrational numbers having the quality of being uncountably infinite, and the often irrational/illogoical nature of sin. And '...separation from irrational sin' sounds sonically pleasing.