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Did Jesus dream?

Did Jesus dream? Were his dreams oracular, spectular, unconsciously omniscient, encompassing future and past, nebulae and black holes? Were there days when night hung from his shoulders, unlight, leaden remnants of memory or premonition? Did Jesus delight in the absurdity of dreamscape? Was he … Continue reading

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Driven to distraction

Riding shotgun in my mother’s car. It is early morning, rush hour. No one knows which way to go; our hold on the road is tenuous, seeking gaps between predatory traffic. Medications everywhere; bottles, sachets, paper patient info leaflets sprawl … Continue reading

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Pentecost dreaming

What happens  [asks the poet] to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore – And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over – … Continue reading

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The patient God

This Sunday, we read the pinnacle of Paul’s poetry: I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor rulers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation can separate … Continue reading

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Snooze

The early morning dreams were the worst, when the bridge between sleep and the waking world was already open to traffic, its boundaries blurred; she’d wake uncertain if he’d really come back, dazzled and dazed by what she would do … Continue reading

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