Sun And The Christ Poem by james watkin

Sun And The Christ



Day-setting narrative of
The crudest glamour
Floods the leading thespian
In wounding colour.

A drop lavish for patrons
Of a Passion-Play!
Who the dulling sixth hour
Reciprocate right away.

As do they the Third Day
With every day's morn.
Surely no doubting Thomas's
Of Helios re-born?

Sunday, July 21, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: christ,sunset
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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