by Ronnie Sirmans
The online newspapers report about iPads and Surface tablets at worship services; printed Bibles are no longer de rigueur. But I’ll miss the Scratch & Sniff Bibles that were so popular for a printed time: the scents of wild waste from Noah’s ark, the stench of thousands of drowned animals after the waters receded. A smell of smoke like Lot’s Burgers upon a grill of cities burning on the plain. That floral perfume lingering from Job’s wife in her absence. Now, testaments to finger-swiped verses, annotations at the tap of an oily finger, smooth smudges for devices’ stained glass. The Greatest Story Ever Told resurrected in high-def resolution on YouTube or Hulu while congregants rejoice in their senses. Taste is next. A detachable paper strip to lick. Bread. Wine. Salty Jesus tears.
Ronnie Sirmans is an Atlanta print newspaper digital editor whose poetry has appeared in Fathom, Sojourners, Ekstasis, Reformed Journal, America, Heart of Flesh, and elsewhere.