Sunday, April 29, 2012

The Parable of the Right and the Left

The right, she asks,
and the left, she asks,
a question engendering
a question. Can you, he
asks, can you drink
this cup, he asks.
Of course, of course, of course
we can. Sadness of the ages
crowds his eyes, and
something else. You will,
he says, you will drink
this cup, he says.
On the hill that day
I looked to his left, I looked
to his right, understanding
only then what we had asked,
knowing only then what
cup he drank for us.


JofIndia said...

Beautifully and poignantly expressed, Glynn..

Maureen said...

I like how you take this from the third to first person voice in those last six lines, which perhaps could themselves stand as a poem.

nance said...

i understand
that i don't
the cup

S. Etole said...

"Sadness of the ages" ... an expression filled with more than we can know.

diana said...

Thank you for this, Glynn.