Warren Falcon (04/23/52 - xxxx / Spartanburg, South Carolina, USA)
Brief Prayer After Viewing Grunewald's 'Isenheim Christ'
'Genuine knowing begins when sentimentality no longer bars the way.'
I, too, have hung
on a cross, my own,
but nonetheless everyone's,
too often disowned,
decried as untrue,
there is no Adversary,
that overbearing Rightness
I only know
that deep night,
that way beyond sentimentality,
that way over and beyond 'the Path'
into the thicket, the swamp
where the god of gators waits,
submerged, calling to me to
step less lightly upon the world.
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