I went to do an annulment talk last night at a parish in a little town downriver called Ecorse. Unfortunately, no one showed up. I waited for 15-20 minutes, until the pastor came in, apologized – they had promoted the talk
in the bulletin and from the pulpit, but there just weren’t any takers.
But, during my time there, I had a chance to pick up pen and paper and come up with:
I spoke of divorce in Ecorse, perforce
there is no recourse to divorce, of course;
that is, of course,
unless the source
is the Church’s visible head.
A Privilege isn’t divorce, of course,
though similar in its effects and force:
one may, of course,
jump into another bed.