eclipse Posted January 13 Share Posted January 13 Jesus leaves a wilderness with thoughts like fires in the sun, he is a parasol that prevents the devil's tears from tearing fibres out of God's eye-patch the sun. The tears start to mingle, weeping fire,beatific bawls, blood falls from a man on a cross, a stone is rolled from a cave entrance,a sun flails against the vision of a father whose throne created for a son cannot be attained. To preempt God,Jesus whispers into a womb and the kick inside cannot be contained for him and the earth. A father's hands loom over a planet and an unborn child they are shaken by a lone Mother who prays. 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
David W. Parsley Posted January 18 Share Posted January 18 Barry, this treatment of one of the Eclipse Narratives is particularly fraught with difficulties of every stripe. The form seems stretched to the point of damage with the enormity of its theme. I have more to say but would like to hear from others before going there. - David 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
tonyv Posted February 14 Share Posted February 14 I find David's remarks intriguing. I don't feel qualified to chime in on the content, but I will say that the poem seems remarkably concentrated, intense. I'm looking forward to David's additional thoughts. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to post Share on other sites
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