April 18, 2025Published by Susan Carberry at April 18, 2025Categories Good Friday Poetry ReligiousA Cross to BearJerusalem lounged luminescent below me, sprawling vision glowing orange, red, and gold in a setting sun. Tranquil, peaceful, oblivious.
March 29, 2024Published by Susan Carberry at March 29, 2024Categories Faith Holidays ProsePilate’s CalvaryI stopped, took a deep breath, and scrambled up to the brow of the hill where I saw a large crowd gathered at the foot of one of the trees. This tree had been chopped into two pieces, with one nailed to the other, forming a crude cross.