Wooden Cross Drawings
Sep 26, 2011
I’m enjoying your company
should I become a recluse
can a man be chaste
physics for pleasure
pussy demeanor
gay and the latin mass
crosses with barbed wire
wounded king
every thing about costing
iron horse gay
wes welker gay
a tree will dry
gay grease monkeys
is gay a real feeling
do your balls swell when you die?
WHAT emotions does a dry tree show
I love my motorcycle bad Fay just leave
“Where can your hiding be,
Beloved, that you left me thus to moan
While like the stag you flee
Leaving the wound with me?
I followed calling loud, but you had flown.
O shepherds, you that, yonder,
Go through the sheepfolds of the slope on high,
If you, as there you wander,
Should chance my love to spy,
Then tell him that I suffer, grieve, and die
My loves to search for there,
Among these mountains and ravines I’ll stray,
Nor pluck flowers, nor for fear
Of prowling beasts delay,
But pass through forts and frontiers on my way.
O thickets, densely trammeled,
Which my love’s hand has sown along the height:
O field of green, enameled
With blossoms, tell me right
If he has passed across you in his flight?
-’Diffusing showers of grace
In haste among these groves his path he took,
And only with his face,
glancing around the place,
Has clothed them in his beauty with a look’ ”
- St. John of the Cross, Spiritual Canticle
Current Lector: Thanks – I love St. John of the Cross.
Dang, you try to be silly and look what happens. I like the poem.
The one I posted, to be clear, was made from search terms that, for better or worse, landed people on my blog.
It’s search terms eh? – should have checked the tag
Nonetheless it actually makes a kind of sense, a collection of images that makes me think of thrashing around looking for something eternal amid chaos – hence the association to John of the Cross.
Steve, I was wondering where that came from. I thought either alcohol or sleep deprivation was involved.
Steve, that poem made me do a double-take. But your explanation of where it comes from made me howl with laughter.
The first stanza, in particular, is chillingly relevant.
And the second to last, lol.