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Wondering at the Cross

            THEN                         Later, there would be doctrine.                         After whispers and mayhem;             After dinner in a locked room and a show of hands;             After “mass hallucinations”, private consultations,             Promises and re-commissions;             After sea and sand and sunrise,             And a parting in the clouds.                         After fire falling, filling, overspilling;             Raging and enraging;             After news and bread and bodies breaking.                         We would tell our stories, and again,             And we would get them straight;             Repeated words, half-heard before, would ring,             Would gather meaning;             Ancient writ would be appropriated, scandalously.                         We would write an awful lot of letters,             Later.                         Then and there, however, there was only death:             The murder i