Early Easter Morning
a poem for Resurrection Sunday
Early Easter Morning
a meditation on David Jones’ “Resurrection” (1926)
Who is this, rising, not yet
risen? Sheered, blackened,
lined with worry, keeling
like a righting ark? Gaunt,
pale, uneven,
tongue-tied, ears
ringing, inky hand drawn up
obliquely, one foot still dead in the grave?
Just one of the Joneses, leading out;
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