...conversations in the Great Hall
The Key, Jackson Pollock
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Emmaus
By Michael Mercer
road taken
friend welcomed
hearts broken
grief spoken
word opened
then home
guest summoned
meal proffered
grace offered
bread broken
eyes opened
christ known
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Love it!
I like how your poem’s form fits your message.
Very minimalist, but works.
The language of the Bible itself, especially the New Testament, is minimalist in spirit, if not stylistically.
It works.
Lovely! It has a meditative feel to it, the sort of thing that could be recited and contemplated.
Maybe sung, if set to music and expanded. These two stanzas could serve as alternative refrains.
The road they met the risen Jesus on led them back to the city he died in.
“Did not our hearts burn within us?”
I encounter the risen Christ every day.
May he be with us all.
Christ is risen