Reflections for

First Sunday after Christmas, Dec 28, 2014

Isaiah 61:10-62:3; Psalm 148; Galatians 4:4-7; Luke 2:22-40

Poetry

Pietà

He roamed quarries at Carrara
caressing blocks of marble, tracing veins
like a blind man
to find the Virgin within. Here,
the limp arm hangs; here,
the bent head of the mother;
here, her murdered son.

He coaxed her from stone
chiseling in her face the memory of
Simeon's prophecy of a sword piercing her heart:
a wholly inadequate portent for this,
this hammer of death
harder than marble.

 

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