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The Knitting Circle
At the foot of the cross, women nailed to the ground by grief. A short way off, more women with their knitting sticks, brows furrowed, lips pursed, though whether against death or thieves or Romans or a dropped stitch noone … Continue reading
Palms and the Passion
The adjudicator comes in pomp; the judge in different circumstances. Sunday’s parodied parade is parlayed into Friday’s farce of a trial. _________________________ Indebted to Marcus J. Borg and John Dominic Crossan, The Last Week: What the Gospels Really Teach About … Continue reading
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Tagged Holy Week, judge, Palm Sunday, parade, Passion Sunday, trial
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John 3:16
For God so loved the world he came between a mother and the baby at her breast so that each saw the image of love reflected in the other’s eyes God so loved the world that he sat at the … Continue reading
Posted in lectionary reflection, poetry
Tagged John 3:16, Trinity Cathedral Cleveland, Year B Lent 4
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Serpent
Fashion your fear in all its detail. Make your sin shiny, sleek and dangerous. Fill its fangs with all the venom you can muster. Gaze upon it, and know that you are greater than the thing which you create. … Continue reading
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Tagged bronze, numbers 21: 4-7, poem, psalm 139, serpent, wilderness
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The slow fast
The slow fast ekes out each last bite of emptiness, hungry for desire.
Based on a true story
Wednesday’s child The pale girl carried a dark bruise so fresh I flinched, my breath drawn pity and a rush of outrage. I wanted to hold a cold hand to her brow. I wanted to grab her mother’s arm, demand … Continue reading
An untitled, unfinished poem for Transfiguration Sunday
One on the plain, with water and a dove falling from the mouth of God, feathers chalking words onto the sky, its beak a piercing kiss; one on the mountaintop between the cairns, with fiery Spirit, lightning bright and thundering love, hailing acclamation … Continue reading
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Tagged baptism, dove, fire, Holy Spirit, Mark 1: 9-11, Mark 9: 2-9, mountaintop, Transfiguration
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Creating Love
Like a table spread in the desert, a sheet of sand, shifting, alive with irridesence, moving grain against grain, rubbed smooth by one another; like a table spread in the desert – an oasis for a parched mouth, ripe figs brush the … Continue reading
Communion
Moving discreetly, silent as the serifs, she slips between syllables a bright shadow falling unseen, all-seeing, breathing bread to life.
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