Not the Last Supper
I want to believe they were there
before as they were after
sharing the Passover meal.
After all, his table fellowship
wasn't known for its exclusions:
prostitutes, publicans, sinners.
And so often they are there
without being named, or named only
as an afterthought: certain women.
But perhaps this time it was purely
a male affair: lessons in betrayal,
sacrifice, and how to be a servant.
Things that the women already knew.
Did they huddle together wondering
what on earth was going on upstairs?
A farewell supper but not the last.
Perhaps their exclusion served better
to mark the change: the Risen One
will be revealed first to a woman.
The next time they gather here
they will all be together.
Everything will be different.
Susanna Reece
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