Before An Old Painting Of The Crucifixion Comments

Not death, but silence after death is change. Judean hills, the endless afternoon, The farther groves and arbors seasonless But fix the mind within the moment's range. Where evening would obscure our sorrow soon, There shines too much a sterile loveliness. a beautiful portrayal of the LOrd's crucifixion. tony

The poet never writes in vain, even when he's in pain. The poet tells it is like it is, with tremendous ease. " The void Is calendared in stone; the human act, Outrageous, is in vain. " , said Navarre Scott Momaday.

The void Is calendared in stone; the human act, Outrageous, is in vain. The hours advance Like flecks of foam borne landward and destroyed........impressive. Beautiful poem deserved of POD.

'Not death, but silence after death is change' Beautifully crafted poem deserving of POD

'Not death but silence after death is change'. A beautifully crafted poem deserving of POD

very good peom. thank you for sharing............

A profound investigation into the darker aspects of the human condition via observation of Christ's crucifixion.

Nice to read. Poet your writing so good

highly intriguing and very intense, overlay of death.. musings very complex, am saving this for a re-read.. thanks for sharing.

Life and death are two sides of same coin...

Death is part of us. Nice work.

Intriguing poem by all standards.

I love your rhyme scheme. Very clever.

Great poem. God bless all poets-MJG.