The coincidence here is kind of fun. Changes all over the place.
First, the housekeeping (blog-keeping?) announcement: I’ve shifted this blog over into a new email. It’s still my writing, at the same url, just a new email address. Not that I’ve ever been deluged by email, but for the interested parties, you can email me through the profile link, or the next time you use the ‘old’ email, I’ll reply through the new address. Much like the change in the template, I just wanted something a little more ‘me’ and something that could make more sense if I decided to become a bigger presence in the blogosphere.
Onto the poem. Which is also about change, though more types of change….
Which is appropriate on so many levels.
Resurrection

phoenix flies
into a bush the
flames then consume
until
ashes coat the
ground and the embers
cool, then, then
does phoenix arise
whole, fresh, alive
past to repeat
rebirth
not resurrection 

Resurrection is
blood on wooden cross
final shaky words spoken
with final breath
the dark empty night followed
by darkened day
and emptier tomb

Resurrection is
startled gasp that
first Easter morn
half fear and half
hope
body remade
life made wholly different
future newly promised

 

Written 11/4/07

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