Martyrology Book 6 Books. bp Nichol

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      circa 65 a.d.

      among the saints the disciples the crowds that gathered

      Andronicus

      Junias

      Buamundus

      ·

      us as us

      history

      as in

      we have one

      remembered

      forgotten

      all at once &

      together

      the absence inseparable from the presence

      gone so much longer Lord than You were with us

      ·

      being drunk one night

      pissed in a stream

      overflowed

      the whole town flooded

      no one would speak of it

      fearing they had

      wet their beds

      a sign

      the witches still said

      of inconstancy

      this & other tales

      before his conversion

      ·

      was said to have slept with

      various women

      possible

      as he was

      small for his size

      (source of some shame

      tho for his situation --

      lack of other giants --

      a blessing)

      ·

      rumoured to have impregnated

      all the women in one village

      at their request

      was actually shy but

      in demand

      longed for

      the company of

      ordinary folks

      other

      people

      ·

      Briefly:

      Unhappy

      And

      Misunderstood

      Until

      Near

      Disciples.

      Ultimately (& this stands outside the known pattern) it is their

      Story

      ·

       part 3

      ‘Esperaunce in the worlde nay.

      The world variethe every day.

      Esperaunce en dieu in hym is all,

      For he is above fortunes fall’

      Anonymous ‘in the roofe of the hyest chawmbre in the gardynge’ at the Duke of Northumberland’s house at Leconfield, as quoted in J.G. Russell’s The Field of Cloth of Gold (London 1969.)

      ·

      night

      in the fields under the stars

      sleeping

      sleeping

      sleeping

      ·

      ·

      ·

      ·

      ·

      three

      one + ONE + one

      equals

      ·

      we sing Thy praises Lord, talk endlessly of Thy sacrifice

      Thy greatness Lord is sung of in this far land by many who never knew You in Your humanness, Your frailties

      we are shadows Lord, cast out from Thee, fallen upon this distant shore among other shadows, Your orchads

      our voices echo over the rocks & trees & in our echoing Lord we praise Thee

      ·

      but did you see them upon the mountain tops?

      no

      or in the hills of Albion?

      no

      ·

      gone & forever gone gone

      without hope of returning

      gone in human body gone

      into death into heaven into

      gone beyond reach of talking

      gone beyond reach of singing

      in our prayers

      listening

      the wind

      the leaves

      bird songs

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