Historical setting: 584 C.E. Eve’s house A small bench has been brought into this room and Daniel and Ezra bring a frail and aged man in and he is seated on the bench. He is clear-eyed in a monks robe; the fringe of his tonsure is pure white, not the silver of the NicContinue reading “Post #19.9, Wednesday, April 21, 2021”
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Post #19.8, Tuesday, April 20, 2021
Historical setting: At the family graveyard — 584 C.E. At this waking fresh light floods all around as Ezra and a younger man are at work taking down the low arch of reeds that is this sepulcher. This younger man must be my grandson Daniel. Here he is grown to be the powerful youngContinue reading “Post #19.8, Tuesday, April 20, 2021”
Post #19.7, Thursday, April 15, 2021
Historical setting: Inside a daub and wattle sepulcher — 584 C.E. At this waking the new light of morning is splashing and surging in clear patterns of brightness throughout the whole weave of the wattle. Anatase is here with a cup of water again, and her flute. Dear God, thank you forContinue reading “Post #19.7, Thursday, April 15, 2021”
Post #19.6, Wednesday, April 14, 2021
Historical setting: Inside a daub and wattle sepulcher — 584 C.E. “He looks to be a living man, dear Teacher. Shall we unwrap more of him?” “I don’t know what we should do. Maybe he would like to sip water. Go, Anatase, and fetch a cup of cold water for him.” ThereContinue reading “Post #19.6, Wednesday, April 14, 2021”
Post #19.5, Tuesday, April 13, 2021
Historical setting: Inside a daub and wattle sepulcher — 584 C.E. At this waking I hear the voice of the child. “I see the wheel is over the opening again. But don’t worry, Teacher, I can roll it back easily. I always roll it off when I come here to practice my flute.”Continue reading “Post #19.5, Tuesday, April 13, 2021”
Post #19.4, Thursday, April 8, 2021
Historical setting: Inside a daub and wattle sepulcher — 584 C.E. This is my son Ezra; now he is crouching in this small place next to me. I feel his spirit with me. Maybe he is lifting a candle. I feel the warmth of a pale light. He touches my hand with his ownContinue reading “Post #19.4, Thursday, April 8, 2021”
#19.3, Wednesday, April 7, 2021
Historical setting: Inside a daub and wattle sepulcher — 584 C.E. “Anatase, Anatase, you naughty child! You know you are not to go near that place! We’ve been looking for you everywhere. You have to tell your teacher when you leave the house. She was so worried when you weren’t in your bed.” Continue reading “#19.3, Wednesday, April 7, 2021”
Post #19.2, Tuesday, April 6, 2021
Historical setting: Inside a cell of wattle and daub. This earth has passed two decades since the crashing of the wheel. At this waking — darkness. Dear God, are you near? I know nothing of the sun or the season or the year or the place or even what kind of burial this is.Continue reading “Post #19.2, Tuesday, April 6, 2021”
Post #19.1, Thursday, April 1, 2021
Historical setting: A Building site in Bordeaux — 564 C.E. Now on this new morning August’s father and he are seated on the stone, and Shollo and Kairn are looking into the brightly risen sun to see what is on top of the wall. Maybe they pretend they have never seen a winch onContinue reading “Post #19.1, Thursday, April 1, 2021”
Post #18.14, Wednesday, March 31, 2021
Historical setting: Sixth Century Bordeaux With sun high this site is finally ready for work. In the middle of it all is the crane-master who is spewing orders and counting the ropes for the day’s work. He gladly hires me to walk the tread-wheel. But now August is at his heels barking instructions forContinue reading “Post #18.14, Wednesday, March 31, 2021”
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