When the chilled dough of his flesh went in an oven
not unlike those he fuelled all his life,
I thought of his cataracts ablaze with Heaven
and radiant with the sight of his dead wife,
light streaming from his mouth to shape her name,
'not Florence and not Flo but always Florrie.'
I thought how his cold tongue burst into flame
but only literally, which makes me sorry,
sorry for his sake there's no Heaven to reach.
I get it all from Earth my daily bread
but he hungered for release from mortal speech
that kept him down, the tongue that weighed like lead.
The baker's man that no one will see rise
This is a reference to the  Lord’s prayer  — ‘give us this day our daily bread’. Here, the ‘daily bread’ is a metaphor for spiritual sustenance. Harrison, as a non-believer, finds his spiritual support on Earth rather than Heaven. The reference to ‘bread’ is doubly apt in the context of his father’s work as a baker.
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