Van Gogh's Good Friday
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- Written April 2010
One candle extinguished
While another flickers
Over the emptiness of a chair
Vacated in the loneliness
Of collegial treachery. [1]
Olive trees anguished
With clouds emptied
As tears of the Kidron
Weep over injury inflicted [2]
By pharisaic torture.
Isaiah collapses
Under an osteoporotic spine
So we can forget
Why the servant died
For our transgressions. [3]
All nature joins
In the sadness of Calvary
As the creation rebels
At the attack on their maker
By intellectual torment. [4]
Trees truncated
Out of the land of the living
Sprout again [5]
Gently endowed
With resurrection triumph.
April 2010
On visiting The Real van Gogh – The Artist and His Letters at The Royal Academy of Arts, London.
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