Now the restless crowd around is gone - Our holy hearts beyond repair are rent - It seems that dark will not give way to dawn. Still his mother waits in tears and John Holds her as his final breath is spent. But the restless crowd around is gone. How could God give up his only Son: Is ... Read More about The End (A Villanelle for Good Friday)
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Judas (A Sestina for Maundy Thursday)
It has fallen to me to break the bread. It has fallen to me to spill the wine. Perhaps I am a brother, perhaps a friend, Perhaps the one strayed lamb, Who in the very beginning Never guessed it would be over. My life as I know it is over With the taking of this bread, With my lips beginning The ... Read More about Judas (A Sestina for Maundy Thursday)