Matthias Grunewald, Isenheim Altarpiece, c. 1512-1516
Musee d'Unterlinden, Colmar, France
What Lifts From Darkness
Imagine
in hardness the nails
glanced tips bent
strong to hold.
At his feet Mary bracing
what lifts from darkness.
Friday, April 22, 2011
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9 comments:
Lovely, Maureen.
So beautiful ... and haunting.
It could be either Mary - and the Mary picked would, or could, change the meaning. But the hardness of the nails remains the same. Always.
Wonderful poem, Maureen.
Glynn, I originally had written Marys and then decided for just the reason you mention to leave it singular and therefore ambiguous.
Thank you all for the lovely comments.
well done
You gave a moment. That is what is needful. Thanks.
whew...quite the powerful image you paint today...
hopeful words.
love the ending.
Enjoyed this, awesome talent.
Invite you to join poets rally week 42 by sharing a free verse today.
Appreciate your input.
Hope to see you in!
Have A Blessed Easter!
xxx
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