Steven Federle

Freshman - 605 Points (1951 / Cincinnati Ohio)

Peter's Report - Poem by Steven Federle

Running all the way,
bent double in breathless pain
we peer and see
the gaping grave
open to the rising sun.

Slowly we enter, our eyes sun-blind,
when we see the empty bench,
the bloody cloth cast within.

I try to imagine
how light must have pierced the cloth,
the sudden shudder
of His broken body,
His sharp breath exploding
like a swimmer breaking the surface,

and I notice John’s eyes
outshining the sun,
and my own face
lighting even death's
darkest place!


Comments about Peter's Report by Steven Federle

  • Pamela Spiro Wagner (10/12/2011 9:58:00 PM)

    This is a wonderfully unusual poem about the resurrection. No sentimentality, no goo, nothing that usually accompanies and ruins such a poem. It moves and moves one to ponder. (Report)Reply

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  • (4/24/2011 10:36:00 PM)

    This poem is beautiful. I enjoyed reading this very much, some things you can say with poetry that isn't possible to be uttered in conversation, truly a well written work! (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 24, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 20, 2011


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