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A rabbi, a minister, and a priest walk into a bar—

Today’s poem is “A rabbi, a minister, and a priest walk into a bar—” by Betsy Sholl, who was Maine’s third poet laureate. She has published nine books of poetry, most recently House of Sparrows, New & Selected Poems (University of Wisconsin Press 2019). She lives in Portland, Maine, and teaches in the MFA Program of Vermont College.

She writes, “I first heard this joke told expertly at a Haystack Mountain School of Crafts auction several years ago, and it has stayed in my mind ever since.  Writing a poem with a joke in it is something I always wanted to do.   This one seemed to have just enough potential of a counter-mood, something darker and more serious to play against, that I thought I'd try.  It's such a deadpan joke, I hoped it would actually be funny once the punchline finally arrived.”  

A rabbi, a minister, and a priest walkinto a bar—  
by Betsy Sholl 

and in that brief gap before punch line,  
how many thoughts run through your head— 
preachers of abstinence come to shut down  
the place? three men losing their religion  

in gin?  paragons of morality  
holding hell over our heads while they pick  
our pockets?  Could they be three anythings— 
undertakers, doctors, English profs?   

Or does the joke need that long history  
of wars, pogroms, Pales, need to recall that  
a minister, a rabbi, a priest once  
wouldn’t have been funny at all, given  

the old murderous urgencies.  Now,  
to meet at day’s end for a civil drink,  
for friendship and inside jokes—it all seems  
so tame, some will think it’s the end,  

while others just the beginning of faith. 
Some will say love thinned to nothing,  
others that it’s finally grown deep.  “God  
only knows,” one of the three might sigh,   

and raise his glass.  So, a priest, a rabbi,  
a ministerwalk into a bar, and
of all the ways it could go—the bartender  
looks up, says,” Is this a joke”? 

Poem copyright © 2018 Betsy Sholl.