Ancient Rome
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Pilate’s Painting
There is a legend that Pontius Pilate painted Christ long after he retired as governor. What a challenge that would have been to capture the man you so briefly spoke to on a wooden panel yet who’s life (and death) will stay with you for the rest of yours. Would you take red and accentuate…
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National Poetry Month: “Iron II”
For the eager guard and the staunch commander, in a wooden crate it knows its fate. Rusted, black a blunted point its sits and waits for a human joint. Like hungry chicks tossed some feed the hammer-bearer feels the need. To pound with clank the flattened head into flesh, into bone the heavy nail driven…
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National Poetry Month: “Iron”
As an experiment this year, I am going to write one poem a day in honor of National Poetry Month (many of them may follow a common theme). My first poem is titled “Iron.” The red turns wine-colored upon exposure to the air. The joint’s crack, the marrow leaks, and bruises form. Roman…
The Numinous Cosmos 