Jesus in the Cathedral

Peterborough recently hosted the Methodist Collection of Modern Christian Art. I spent one morning as a guide and this is my reflection on the experience. 

 

They enter through timbers.

The abbot’s dark barricade that no longer

dissuades the casual visitor.

 

Welcomed by pipes who whisper

disembodied tones

reverberating off stones

that stand anonymously attentive

serving a higher purpose

that eyes cast to heaven

may regard the ceiling.

 

Still, the Jesus, the Christ crucified and risen

Watches over; his pluriform suspensions

unnoticed; eyes transfixed instead by medieval paving slabs.   

 

At the end of the day I am amazed

by those who gaze more on graves

than the subject who inhabited their ways.

 

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