Friday, April 09, 2004

At the fourteenth station we begin by turning back to the thirteenth station the taking down of the dead body of


At station seven we turn back to station six the wiping the face of


At the thirteenth station we turn back to the twelfth station the putting up with the death of


At station six we turn back to station five the beautiful simon's taking up the weight of


At station twelve we turn back to station eleven the getting used to the nailing up of


At station five we turn back desolate to station four the meeting up with the miserable mother of


At station eleven we turn back to station ten the stripping off of the clothes of


At station four we are almost there and turn back to station three the first falling down of


At station ten we turn back to station nine the third falling down of


At station three we turn back to station two the acceptation of the full expense of


At station nine we turn back to station eight the telling off of the city women of


Here comes the crisis of expected defeat at station two we turn back to the first station the washing of the hands of and the condemnation of by pontius pilate


At station eight we are not discouraged by the thought of turning back to station seven the second falling down of


it is here we must begin



:: note :: . . . a Wilfred Watson grid poem (without the grid) written for multi-voices . . . students presented a stations of the cross liturgy at the church of St. Mary . . . the power of theater & the fresh maturity of youth create a reverential presence . . . I am humbled as a director to witness their work and give thanks . . .