WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:06.360 align:middle line:90% 00:00:06.360 --> 00:00:08.550 align:middle line:84% Here's a poem called "The Star Market." 00:00:08.550 --> 00:00:12.300 align:middle line:84% There really was a Star Market, in Cambridge, Massachusetts. 00:00:12.300 --> 00:00:13.890 align:middle line:90% Anybody know that? 00:00:13.890 --> 00:00:14.460 align:middle line:90% Alison? 00:00:14.460 --> 00:00:15.060 align:middle line:90% You remember. 00:00:15.060 --> 00:00:18.300 align:middle line:90% You remember that Star Market? 00:00:18.300 --> 00:00:19.860 align:middle line:90% Porter Square. 00:00:19.860 --> 00:00:22.350 align:middle line:90% Porter Square. 00:00:22.350 --> 00:00:23.145 align:middle line:90% "The Star Market." 00:00:23.145 --> 00:00:25.920 align:middle line:90% 00:00:25.920 --> 00:00:31.230 align:middle line:84% The people Jesus loved were shopping at the Star Market 00:00:31.230 --> 00:00:33.390 align:middle line:90% yesterday. 00:00:33.390 --> 00:00:36.360 align:middle line:84% An old, light-colored man standing next to me 00:00:36.360 --> 00:00:40.170 align:middle line:84% at the checkout breathed so heavily, 00:00:40.170 --> 00:00:42.690 align:middle line:90% I had to step back a few steps. 00:00:42.690 --> 00:00:45.120 align:middle line:84% Even after his bags were packed, he still 00:00:45.120 --> 00:00:50.670 align:middle line:84% stood, breathing hard, and hawking into his hand. 00:00:50.670 --> 00:00:55.620 align:middle line:84% The feeble, the lame, I could hardly look at them. 00:00:55.620 --> 00:00:59.730 align:middle line:84% Shuffling through the aisles, they smelled of decay, 00:00:59.730 --> 00:01:03.810 align:middle line:84% as if the Star Market had declared a day off 00:01:03.810 --> 00:01:07.020 align:middle line:84% for the able-bodied, and I had wandered 00:01:07.020 --> 00:01:08.880 align:middle line:90% in with the rest of them. 00:01:08.880 --> 00:01:16.590 align:middle line:84% Sour milk, bad meat, looking for cereal and spring water. 00:01:16.590 --> 00:01:20.640 align:middle line:84% Jesus must have been a saint, I said to myself. 00:01:20.640 --> 00:01:23.730 align:middle line:84% Looking for my lost car in the parking lot 00:01:23.730 --> 00:01:27.060 align:middle line:84% later, stumbling among the people, who 00:01:27.060 --> 00:01:30.720 align:middle line:84% would have been lowered into rooms by ropes, who would have 00:01:30.720 --> 00:01:34.860 align:middle line:84% crept out of caves, or crawled from the corners 00:01:34.860 --> 00:01:41.400 align:middle line:84% of public baths, on their hands and knees, begging for mercy. 00:01:41.400 --> 00:01:46.170 align:middle line:84% If I touch only the hem of his garment, 00:01:46.170 --> 00:01:51.390 align:middle line:84% one woman thought, could I bear the look on his face 00:01:51.390 --> 00:01:53.780 align:middle line:90% when he wheels around? 00:01:53.780 --> 00:01:56.000 align:middle line:90%