Unseen

“Nothing mattered now.”

After Aslan is slain in

The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe

by C. S. Lewis

Unseen

Christ is dead

Not now but long ago

And on the full day in between

(Counting days on calendars)

When the body lay in Joseph’s

Tomb, the movement sleeps

As well

Nightmares of capture

And, worse, hopelessness

It is a time for cynical

Reasoning among the

Followers

clcouch123

I use C L Couch when writing formally because it is a version of my name that's genderless. And, frankly, easier for handwriting--I have a severe writer's cramp. In conversation, I go by Christopher, having been named for the boy who had the poly bear and finally being (achieving) fine with that. I use small Xes all the time because WordPress won't let me cut and paste the text from my program page to this one. (Grrrrrr.) I am a career educator, semi-retired due to disability. I live in Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania (USA). The main photographs at this site (of the road, of me) were crafted by photographer and my friend Debra Danielson. A variety of her work is available for appreciation at Thank you, lookers, hearers.--Christopher

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