By Ryan Keating The wine remembers Being blood when it dripped From the true vine Before it reaches my lips So I can imagine Dying And the bread proclaims With crunch and tear That it is body And my soul laid bare To be fed broken but Rising Ryan Keating is a writer, pastor, and winemaker on the Mediterranean island of Cyprus. His work can be found in publications such as Saint Katherine Review, Ekstasis Magazine, Amethyst Review, Macrina Magazine, Fathom, Dreich, Vocivia and Miras Dergi, where he is a regular contributor in English and Turkish.
Ryan's other work on Foreshadow: Jonah Moves (Poetry, September 2022) Drarwing from Deep Wells: Ryan Keating and Pilgrimage (Interview, February 2023)
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