Posts Tagged ‘Norwich Cathedral’

 

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Nothing of self here,

all is uprise and outreach;

no glandular dark, these side chapels

not reticules of aliment.

 

The windows are mast lights, fore and aft:

the cathedral a ship of adventure,

a covered deck against the weather,

its rowers benches.

It is course-plotted

by the unfolding of light that filters

between death’s finality

and the earth’s indifference.

 

To enter is to journey out,

to become dependent upon

earth’s mud-water, grain’s dry bread.

The mast is rooted in the fact

that earth can break,

and the truth that bodies are broken.

 

An immediacy of stone

and a sustaining hunger, time’s onward,

in turn feeding the imagination:

the fact and paradox that facet

an attempted history

 

a companioned adventure.

 

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