Thursday, April 1, 2010

Maundy Thursday Comments

Rating: 3.4

Between the brown hands of a server-lad
The silver cross was offered to be kissed.
The men came up, lugubrious, but not sad,
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Wilfred Owen
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Jim Bobby Jim 04 March 2020

Sorry Wilf, I don't rate this one

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Dr Antony Theodore 08 July 2019

Then I, too, knelt before that acolyte. Above the crucifix I bent my head: The Christ was thin, and cold, and very dead: And yet I bowed, yea, kissed - my lips did cling. Very fine poem. tony

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Jim Bobby Jim 04 March 2020

r u sure about dat most boring poem ive read in a long time

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