Monday, 1 September 2025

Entertaining angels unawares

 31st August, Trinity 11: Jeremiah 2:4-13, Hebrews 13:1-8, 15-16 and Luke 14:1, 7-14

At Evensong, I revisited some themes in this sermon through the lens of the readings, anthem and a blog by my friend and colleague Al Barrett (Hodge Hill Vicar). In the face of protest, he writes about his parishes experience of courage, solidarity, listening and care which can be found here. Jesus goes beyond Debrett's guide on manners it is a way into thinking about what binds us together, treading others with dignity, shaping a future around harmony rather than discord. When of Al's reflections is about softening hardening eyes and finding common ground. There is so much more to attend to - listening deeply and acting out of that with hope.


In an uncertain world, where many of us are preoccupied by everyday survival and global challenges, it is easy to dismiss manners as a triviality. 


Words from the opening of an article on "why manners matter" from the Debretts website earlier this month. Debrett’s describes itself as a record-keeper and chronicler of British society since 1769; and also an authority of modern manners, from protocol and precedence to etiquette and behaviour. 




The article acknowledges that in the past, social codes became weapons to exclude ‘undesirables’ and reinforce social class; but today, they argue that ‘good manners’ - online, professionally and in everyday encounters - are simply a matter of treating others as we would like to be treated. 


In that sense,  by saying they make the case for manners being [quote] a positive beacon in times of upheaval and transition… an indication of thoughtfulness and empathy, a desire to find social harmony and agreeableness rather than discord and friction. 


Thinking about table manners and social etiquette in the light of Jesus’ interactions in today’s gospel doesn’t map onto the world of Debrett’s: on the one hand, Jesus is routinely exploring with those he meets what it means to love one’s neighbour; but on the other, his interventions can be provocative and demanding. 


Over the course of his ministry, he accepted many dinner invitations as a guest - eating with friends or joining those who held positions of authority. He kept company with those not considered respectable or part of the right crowd. He noticed what was going on and said what no-one wanted to hear. 


Sometimes there were moments of disruption or interruption as his hosts were joined by those seeking forgiveness or healing or the woman anointing his feet with tears. On other occasions, he acted as host, whilst also taking on the role of servant. Sometimes others picked him or his disciples up on whether they were following the correct customs like ritual washing. 


In today’s gospel, he’s been invited for a Sabbath meal. He watches how his fellow guests behave and notices how they jostle for honoured places next to the host. Maybe we can recall similar situations at work-dos or family gatherings. 


He watches them consumed with choosing the places of honour and tells them a story: echoing the reaching of Proverbs, he speaks of humility rather than self-promotion or self-assertion. 


It sounds like a common sense approach to manners - something that would sit alongside how Debrett’s talks about the road to social success.  In their terms, consideration and attentiveness makes people likeable. Making others feel comfortable and at ease, they write, means you’re  less likely to patronise other people, put them down or shore up your shaky self-confidence by bullying or dominating behaviour


Jesus goes further. He turns from parable to direct advice: share hospitality with those who cannot repay you; invite into your social space those who cannot invite you back. He undercuts the social status quo and extends a circle of blessing. 


Luke doesn’t record the reaction of those at the table with Jesus: did they ask questions or enter into a discussion? Or was there an awkward silence before the host steered the conversation towards something less contentious?


No doubt his words will land with us in different ways - surprise or discomfort, or perhaps relief or curiosity about how we shape our life together differently.


There is something liberating about subverting the demands to schmooze or compete for attention. There is something challenging about opening our hearts to those who are different from us, or who can’t do us a favour.


God does not want us caught up in a game of social snakes and ladders: weighing connections, chances and risks in relation to status, popularity, influence; any of the ways in which we weigh who’s the greatest. 


All that becomes "great" then are our levels of competition, mistrust, indifference and anxiety. It is anti-social - a weakening of social bonds; reduced reciprocity and recognition. 


Instead Jesus promises not only a table, but a kingdom where we all find seats of honour: a place where we are already known, loved, forgiven, restored. It is a place marked by humility and generosity; by the risk of hospitality rather than fear. 


This is not easy. It requires conviction, patience and sustained effort - including listening carefully. It's why our partnership with North London Citizens matter, increasing our capacity to listen.


The article in Debrett’s ends with a conclusion entitled ‘pay attention’. Being alert and observant; opting into social interactions, rather than disengaging from the people around us; using manners as channels of positivity and good will.


The final line is striking [quote]: Life on our crowded planet is increasingly hectic and challenging and now, more than ever,we need to moderate our behaviour and promote civility and courtesy. 


Hectic and challenging might sound like an understatement given the social, economic and political and environmental pressures that confront us. It’s a complex web - aging populations, falling birthrates, patterns of migration. 


All that and more impacts upon each of us personally and our collective lives and responsibilities. They shape how we see the past, our present hopes and concerns and also the vision of our future life across villages, towns and cities. 


In an article published yesterday, Rowan Williams names the chaos and under-resourcing of legal processes; the conditions that lead to insecurity and rootlessness and at worst resentment and criminality; and the lethal systems rather than safe routes which means integration can’t be planned, trapping asylum seekers in ‘a situation both dehumanising for them and challenging for the localities in which they are placed’.


He calls for a better cross-party conversation. But he also suggests that an urgent priority in the standoff between the ordinary and alien is opportunities to ‘help each other to recognise in the other some of the shared experience of being silenced and vulnerable.’


There is something about the way in which we eat together Sunday by Sunday - in communion with God and each other - that begins to form our social imaginations. A place of shared vulnerability; where we can listen and speak.


We stand on holy ground: dazzling and disorientating. We need to tread carefully. We need to be full of care to attend to what it is we fear - and what kind of future we want. 


There is no pecking order or hierarchy around this table, we humbly and hopefully extend our hands or bow our heads to receive the same food, the same blessing. This is the palace where Chrsit’s sacrifice of love draws us into pardon and peace; giving us a firm foundation to base our lives on.


To be drawn into something so radically different is both an experience of immense grace and also an unsettling challenge. It reminds us that our encounter with the stranger, the one who cannot repay,  might be the moment we entertain angels unawares. 


Hebrews speaks of mutual love continuing. It’s the kind of love that invites us to remember the stranger - the imprisoned, the tortured, those whose lives and experiences might be far removed from what we experience. Or for some, an experience very close to their own trauma.


It’s the kind of mutual love that honours marriage with an invitation to fidelity which might shape all our households and relationships.


Mutual love is also known in contentment - shunning pursuit of money for its own sake with the freedom of trusting in God. If mutual love is a form of good manners, then the writer of the Hebrews stretches the guidance of Debrett’s to not only doing good, but sharing what we have. 


In the face of upheaval and transition we continue to eat together here, at this table. Our desire to find social harmony is kindled by the one who gave himself for us. 


His self-giving love draws us into agreeableness rather than friction - though we are many, we are one body; a moment of faction, of breaking, becomes the place of our wholeness. We glimpse, for a moment, the possibility of it. 


To break bread together is an indication of thoughtfulness and empathy that begins not with the good manners of Debrett’s but in the heart of a God who loves us and draws us to Godself in Christ. 


In homes, cafes, canteens we continue to eat with friends and strangers. At this table, God’s grace renews our humanity and gives us something to take pride in; finding safety and dignity in the ordinariness of our lives, the lives of others and the life of our community. 


© Julie Gittoes 2025

Monday, 25 August 2025

Bart - self-delusion and grace

 24 August - St Bartholomew: Isaiah 43:8-13, Acts 5:12-16 and Luke 22:24-30

Some years ago, Rowan Williams made headlines for sharing his love of The Simpsons. His then eight-year-old loved it and he appreciated the richness of allusions and references. 

He said in a BBC interview that ‘what you see in The Simpsons’ is not a dysfunctional family but a family with remarkable strength and remarkable mutual commitment’. 

Rowan continues ‘for all that Homer is a slob and Bart is a brat and Lisa is a pain in the neck, you know there’s affection and loyalty’. 

Bart Simpson - wikipedia

Today the church remembers another ‘Bart’: one of the twelve disciples called  Bartholomew. 

We know much less about him than his namesake in The Simpsons.  He is listed alongside the other disciples by Mathhew, Mark and Luke - and 400 years later, the church historian Eusebius writes that he went on to preach in India. 

Some have conflated this Bart with Nathaniel who encountered Jesus early on in John’s Gospel and became a disciple. Jesus describes him as someone without guile or deceit - someone honest and transparent in his dealings. 

We might therefore seek encouragement in remembering him today: recalling a faithful follower of Jesus, obscure yet known and loved by name;  who shared the same quirks and imperfection  as The Simpsons - or indeed us!

Someone who embodied loving service in the face of oppression; one who lived and died in Christ - in mutual affection and commitment - steady, reliable, trustworthy, loyal.

Yet, as with the sibling, friendship or community rivalries we experience - reflected back to us in shows like The Simpsons - he was caught up in disputes. Luke records one such moment which takes place moments after a shared meal.  The context of what we call the Last Supper. 

Before his betrayal and arrest, Jesus has shared bread and wine with them. He has signalled that they are to ‘do this’, to remember him; to receive these gifts as his own body and blood. It is profound, intimate. 

Perhaps we can recall evenings which descend into heated debate provoked by a seemingly casual remark or a comment taken in offence. Today we glimpse the disciples becoming entangled in a disagreement about who among them was to be regarded as the greatest. 

Perhaps they had the structures of empire in mind. We might draw parallels with tech billionaires, social influencers and politicians in our own generation. Jesus makes comparisons with other forms of leadership and authority to point out that the way of their fellowship and community life should be marked by different qualities. 

They may have observed the hierarchies at play at other meals, when Jesus was invited to eat with those in positions of influence. They wouldn’t have been immune to the jostling for social status; or the expectations of those enslaved in service within such a system. 

Jesus bursts bubbles of privilege and entitlement by saying it would not be like them with them because he  was among them as one who serves. 

He is the one who comes amongst as that we might know, believe and understand the love of God, as Isaiah puts it. 

Bartholomew is one such witness to the self-offering of such love: from the manger to the sermon on the mount, from busy streets to a shared meal, from the cross to the grave and resurrection. This love restores life and hope, bringing healing and forgiveness. 

He points not only to himself but to the ones who lacked status, authority and position: to the very youngest. This is something picked up in the Rule of Benedict in the ordering of community life as he advises consulting younger people before important decisions - having the courage to listen to their faith, questions, ideas and challenges. 

Jesus looks around the table where he and his disciples are eating and talking and reminds them that they have been with him in times of trial as well as blessing. He moves them from a place of dysfunction and disagreement to a remarkable vision of mutual commitment that he calls the kingdom. 

Such an imagination and lived reality is to be shaped by this supper. Jesus speaks of a time when people of all ages and backgrounds will eat and drink at his table. 

The Eucharist - the communion - we celebrate week by week is our Lord’s Supper: echoing his last with every repetition and re-enactment. In this present moment we remember, through the lens of cross and resurrection. 

Our past is set behind us as restored penitents, but the future is also spread out before us. Jesus is casting our hearts and minds forward to a time when God will be all in all. A kingdom of justice, mercy and compassion fulfilled.

Jesus points to a time of complete reversal of the world’s version of greatness. In this sacred meal, our hands out-stretched, we are reminded of who we are: servants of a loving and gracious God called to be servants of others. 

In the community of Christ no one person lays claim to greatness. Instead filled with the bread of his life we are called to live as he did. To be willing servants of all. 

In our creaturely quirks and imperfections, we are drawn into the solidarity of mutual affection and commitment. 

We see some of that radical imagination in our reading from Acts. In his commentary on this passage, Willie Jennings reminds us that God is present with us in this community - ‘untamed, uncontrollable, but desired’.  He reminds us that we are called to live and move in what he calls the ‘sacred meeting space between wounded human cry  and out-streteched divine arm’. 

Like Bartholomew and countless others, named and unnamed, have sought to do this. 

When Rowan Williams was asked if he saw himself in Homer Simpson, he replied, ‘Homer is the average human creature liable to self-delusion and somehow by the grace of God, or something like that, surviving. So yes, there is an element of that.’

We are all liable to self-delusion - yet we also know something of God’s grace. We survive. We find joy and contentment. We work through grief and trauma. We find ways of charting our own course amidst the world’s assumptions. We aren’t merely consumers indifferent to the plight of others. We are to listen to the human cries - and stench out our arms in love.

May the fellowship in the Spirit which we share in the receiving of forgiveness, peace, communion and blessing stir our hearts to a vision of a better world: being people who listen well, seeking healing rather than division, looking to Christ who is our mediator. Amen. 

© Julie Gittoes 2025

Monday, 28 April 2025

The adventure of faith

 27 April 2025, Easter 2: Acts 5:27-32, Revelation 1:4-8 and John 20:19-end


Yesterday morning, Cardinal Giovani Battista Re (the Dean of the College of Cardinals) preached a homily which reflected on the way in which Pope Francis showed warmth and sensitivity in the face of today’s challenges. He shared our anxieties and our hopes, reminding us that the joyful heart of the gospel is God’s mercy. 


Such mercy which means God never tires of forgiving us, healing our wounds.   For Pope Francis, the church was to be a ‘home for all, a home with its doors always open’.  


How do we get to that place? How do we get to a  place of healing and openness, of mercy and joy? For Pope Francis, Thomas is our guide.


St Thomas - stock image


Three years ago, in a short address, he said that Thomas ‘represents all of us’ because he was not present the first time the risen Lord Jesus appeared to the apostles. 


He is one who shares our struggles. How do we believe without having seen him? How do we know Christ’s presence and love without having touched him? 


Thomas shares our reasoning, doubts and questions; our longing for relationship with the risen Lord. Thankfully, Pope Francis reminds us that God is not looking for perfect Christians!


Today’s gospel allows us to be honest about wounds and questions. It begins with the reminder that Jesus’ risen body is still wounded. The wounds witness to pain and to loss, to the traumas inflicted on mind and body; to the traces of relational hurt and suffering. 


Wounds do not heal instantly. They become scars over time - we see the outer transformation. The deep tissue healing - that takes longer. The knitting together of fibres and growth of new cells is sometimes felt, always unseen. 


The medical term for such deep healing is ‘granulation’. A term my late supervisor picked up during his treatment for cancer - and creatively re-deployed to describe the time and patience needed for healing to occur. 


Healing of past hurts or regrets; of challenging relationships. Healing in how we live differently in relation to grief or chronic illness. Healing in our communities - the life long work of bridge building. 


In Jesus we see the wounded God whose wounds are healing ours. 


He is present with us - in the tender heart of things; the places where we still wince at the touch. This is real presence in the wounds, the pain; presence in the granular healing, in the deep tissues of our fear and confusion, in our hurt, yes; but also in the experience of mercy, in the depths where joy might begin to emerge; in the depths of our lungs as peace is exhaled. 


We are embodied people. So was our Jesus in his life, death and resurrection. 


Our bodies tell something of our stories: scars of childhood and of surgery; of first loves and lasting griefs; of challenges faced and moments of happiness; successes, failures and everything in-between. 


Jesus’ body tells a story too: the one who was and is and is to come dwelt with us; a story of solidarity and encounter; of love and mercy; of forgiveness and peace; of wounds that heal. 


If God does not seek perfect Christians but wounded, healing ones then Pope Francis is right. Thomas stands for us.


He says: 'the adventure of faith, as for Thomas, consists of lights and shadows. Otherwise, what kind of faith would that be? It knows times of comfort, zeal and enthusiasm, but also of weariness, confusion, doubt and darkness.’


He highlights the way Thomas teaches us that we should not fear the moment of crisis: they are part of the story. 


The crisis he experienced is not hard for us to imagine. We live with FOMO - the fear of missing out. Thomas may have felt that acutely - his closest friends had encountered the real presence and peace of their risen friend and Lord. 


He wasn’t there. It wasn’t enough for him to have their account of what happened - however detailed, emotional and vivid. If you weren’t there as the applause erupts or as an infant takes a first breath; if you weren’t there for that shared joke or that parting word, we do feel as if we have missed out. 


It’s not something to write off as weakness or stubbornness or a lack of trust. 

It is an expression of our yearning for encounter; to hope in the face of uncertainty.


If Thomas stands for all of us, we can take courage from him - from his witness - as one who recognised his Lord in woundedness. As one whose own wounds were healed by a wounded Lord.


Thomas knew his need. He was not ashamed to express it - his crisis of missing out was part of his journey.  Such moments, as Pope Francis put it, ‘rekindle the need for God and thus enable us to return to the Lord, to touch his wounds, to experience his love anew as if it were the first time.’


Our need exposes our humility. It strips us of our pride. 


That week of waiting must have felt very long for Thomas. Waiting without knowing if or when he would encounter Jesus. 


Did he think his fellow disciples were suffering from grief-induced delusion? Did he find hope in the murmurings of peace? 


Jesus knows these moments of crisis and vulnerability. And as the gospel reminds us he does come back. Pope Francis says ‘he always comes back: When doors are closed, he comes back; when we are in doubt, he comes back; when, like Thomas, we need to encounter him and to touch him up close, he comes back.’


And this moment of return is the moment of Thomas’s recalling. He went - legend has it to Kerala - he witnessed to others of the one who was his wounded and risen Lord. 


Perhaps, with a pastoral tenderness born of his experience, he was able to speak peace to others; to speak of mercy and joy. Perhaps breathing those words - softly, urgently - ‘blessed are those who have not seen, and yet believe.’


Perhaps he is the one who not only represents us, but bears witness to us, so that we can live out the good news of resurrection life. 


Perhaps it is in this place of woundedness that healing happens: at a granular level life begins, faith blossoms; a new future in community is made possible. 


As David Ford puts it: ‘Here the breathing in of life is inseparable from the words of peace, sending, receiving and forgiveness.’


When John writes of forgiveness and what is retained, he is reminding us of Jesus’ promise to hold us fast. In all our woundedness and capacity to wound others, we are held fast. Jesus holds on to us in that - loving as God desires us. Forgiveness is tied to such an embrace. 


Peter went on to speak of what it is to bear witness to the resurrection and forgiveness, to repentance and obedience. As part of a fragile and fallible community of friends, we are invited to love and serve - breathing in and breathing out the Spirit of peace. 


Revelation reminds us that we are loved and set free from sin. We are made a kingdom - a people of solidarity and encounter, serving God and our neighbours, drawing the margins into the centre of our life.


Thomas is the one who asks the awkward questions - who stands for us in seeking faith and love, worship and embrace.  As we break bread together, we relearn  mercy which means God never tires of forgiving us, healing our wounds.   May we embody those gifts in the local, in the unseen and granular, so that this church might be: a ‘home for all, a home with its doors always open’.  


© Julie Gittoes 2025

Saturday, 26 April 2025

Love's risen body

 Easter Day - 20 April 2025: Isaiah 65:17-end, Acts 10:34-43 and John 20:1-18


Not darkness but twilight

In which even the best

of minds must make its way

now. And slowly the questions

occur, vague but formidable

for all that…


The opening of R. S. Thomas’s poem “The Answer” draws us into where we find ourselves this morning. 


We like the first witnesses to the resurrection out caught in the half-light. Easter begins in the early morning; in the not-yet light darkness of dawn. 


Questions occur, vague but formidable. Has the stone moved, or is it a trick of the light? Are those shadows or grave clothes? Can I trust what my eyes see, the sense my mind makes? Is that the gardener?  


Easter begins  here: not darkness but twilight.




R. S. Thomas is unafraid to write about problems and how we answer them, kneeling, praying; waiting for the stone to roll from our minds.. He takes us to the point of dying, and to the piled graveclothes of ‘love’s risen body’. 


He invites us to trust in the midst of struggle, as the disciples did. Whether they ran or hesitated, wept or rejoiced, they had to allow their imaginations to come to terms with something new. 


As light breaks in at dawn, their minds and emotions respond to slivers of hope; of life. That looks different for each of them.


Peter hears the rumour and runs towards the tomb. He’s outran by his friend, the Beloved Disciple, the one who trusts and senses love’s risen body. 


Mary arrives first and flees - the questions are too formidable. But she returns, hearing love speak and touch her heart.


Resurrection breaks-in not in darkness but twilight; it meets them where they are as a stone rolls from their minds, questions folded to oneside; love’s risen body taking up space not in an empty tomb but in and around them. 


They all come to the tomb as they are - with all their fears and hopes, questions and emotions.  They give us permission to approach the empty tomb as we are too - whatever our experience of loss or the hope we need to face tomorrow; whatever our struggles and disappointments;  whatever baggage weighs us down or new life that sets us free.


Today we are invited to linger in the garden, alone and in the company of friends. We listen as our names are spoken in tenderness; as the seed of this story settles  in our hearts.  Here we begin to notice what love’s risen body might mean for us, in our lives. 


Mary was the first to encounter the risen Jesus - and the first to speak of that experience. She waits, kneels, weeps and questions in this sacred time at the point of death, and the possibility of life beyond it. 


She remains in twilight: feeling the fullness of her bewilderment and pain. She remains before the emptiness, giving herself over to agony of tears and heartbreak. She remains in the garden, searching for answers; bearing witness to what feels unbearable. 


Her faithful love and openness, her honesty and questioning leads her to a moment of clarity.  As the theologian David Ford puts it: "Mary had been looking for a dead ‘what’; she is questioned and surprised by a living ‘who’.”


As she hears her name, she recognises her teacher.  She reaches out to that hope and healing; but rather than holding on to him, she is promised something more. 


Her letting go also signals that Jesus, love’s risen body, can now relate to all people, places and times. Mary also receives a new purpose within a new network of friends - that of being a witness, of sharing her testimony. 


She is the first to say: “I have seen the Lord”. 


Peter and the Beloved Disciple had confronted the emptiness of the tomb, but neither of them waited.  Their responses speak to our feelings and experiences too.


Peter rushes headlong into the tomb; but he cannot stay in that empty, desolate and painful place. He runs with his mind full not only of doubts and questions, but also the weight of his own failure and denials. 


His emotional landscape has been reshaped by exhaustion, shame and fear. He cannot risk waiting. He abandons the garden for a room with locked doors. 


But it’s there that the stone rolls from his mind. It’s there, perhaps, that he heard Mary’s cry of joy; it’s there'll he hears Jesus’s words of peace. 


In his haste, his retreat and defences, the good news of resurrection finds him. He can run, but new life waits. Love’s risen body claims him as his own, forgives and restores him. 


What of the Beloved Disciple? He too runs, but he hesitates. When he enters the tomb he sees beyond the emptiness and believes. He embraces what he sees - his heart and mind remain open for faith to be renewed in him; for trust to deepen. 


Believing because of the empty tomb and folded graveclothes is for him the beginning of a new understanding. It is his imagination and experience that shapes the Gospel that bears his name, John. 


He is the one who brings Jesus’ mother Mary into his own home; he is the one who invites successive generations into the space of the story he tells; deepened by images of light and life, of truth and a new commandment of love. 


He invites us into this journey too. He gives us permission to believe and to trust - and yet to allow space for understanding to grow. He waits with us in death’s reality and its defeat. He invites us to trust that all will be made new, to persevere when justice and mercy seem fragile. 


Resurrection is as much a process as an event; it’s a  promise made at the graveside, just as twilight promises a new day.


It is the promise of what we long for: from Ukraine to Gaza, Sudan to Jerusalem, in every place where tears are shed. It is the promise of homes to inhabit and grapes to be harvested; it is the promise of life from infancy to old age, with dignity, joy and delight. It is the promise of blessing - and an end to hurt and destruction. 


It is the promise of a new heaven and a new earth, as Isaiah puts it. 


That can feel a long way off. 


In Acts we hear Peter preaching in a world not so different from ours: where the power of empires, with power and wealth, seek to possess, control and dehumanise; where culture wars value some bodies and lives less than others; where rights are reduced to a zero sum game; where scarcity and excess divide peoples and communities; where the world itself cries out for release.


Peter begins with words that speak of divine acceptance; the dying and rising of Jesus presses us further into this way of life, an ethic of love.


As Willie Jennings puts it:The Jesus of history becomes the defining moment of all history. Here is the deliverance of the world and its restoration toward health and life… The unbelievable has happened: Jesus was killed and rose from the dead. Death has been overcome in and through him. Yet this was no singular miracle but rather the great announcement of the new order - Jesus is the judge of the living and the dead. He is the Lord of all.’


This cosmic hope is also personal and particular: Peter preaches the forgiveness he has known. As he speaks, the Spirit moves, inviting us to love those who are different to us. In Christ, God brings loving judgement to  us and a wayworld world - calling us to embody love where we find ourselves; to announce in the way we live  what Jennings calls ‘God's desire for joining and communion’.


Such new life cannot be stopped, though many try to place a limit on the scope of love. We will rise.  We glimpse it now through tears; through communion. We glimpse it as many  bodies - beautiful, aging, bruised and tender - made one. Every grief and every hope, every doubt and every joy is held within love’s risen body as Thomas ends his poem, “The Answer”:


There have been times

when, after long on my knees

in a cold chancel, a stone has rolled

from my mind, and I have looked

in and seen the old questions lie

folded and in a place

by themselves, like the piled

graveclothes of love’s risen body.


©️ Julie Gittoes 2025