For Jesus and Lazarus
Clouds the colour of linen unwinding;
rain falls in sheets, breaking water
over the dead man’s head;
the dead man walking.
Their eyes do not meet. He
casts his gaze to heaven, while
the other shakes himself awake,
like a dog shedding water from the river.
Later, they sit silent as the grave side by side,
watching the shadows stretch across the Jordan;
where the naked carcass of a young tree rolls,
careless, towards the Dead Sea.
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About Rosalind C Hughes
Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing , and Whom Shall I Fear? Urgent Questions for Christians in an Age of Violence, both from Upper Room Books. She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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