Tag: Christianity
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Centurion
You recant with the ease of swatting a fly. Under the harsh stares of your company, under the twin gazes of the golden eagle and Tiberius Caesar ‘s portrait bust, the whole affair becomes a dream. I never said it, and if I said it I never meant it. The gods are too busy feasting…
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Nicodemus
Light-averse and lampless he slipped like a cave fish through Jerusalem – its countless streets and byways – seeking a rabbi he dared not call rabbi. Every sound, a threat. Every shadow, an informer. To be caught was death. No doubt he arrived breathless, trembling, but full of hope: now he would hear the secret…
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Divine Love
Strange champagne. Poured out long ago – so long ago. Not gone flat, though. Froth on the tongue: each sip goes straight to the brain and makes it sing. Strange party, too. We all stood around, waiting for the guest of honor, until the host whispered in each person’s ear: Haven’t you guessed yet that…
Thomas R. Keith Poetry 