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This resource relating to Ezekiel 33:7-11 provides a poem by T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) highlighting themes of death and loss and a poem by Petra White highlighting God's revelation to Ezekiel.
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*** Revised Common Lectionary ***
Lectionary Reading: Ezekiel 33:7-11
CLASSIC POEM:
The Burial of the Dead
(Excerpt)
T.S. Eliot
Unreal City,
Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
I had not thought death had undone so many.
Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled,
And each man fixed his eyes before his feet.
Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,
To where Saint Mary Woolnoth kept the hours
With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
There I saw one I knew, and stopped him, crying ‘Stetson!
‘You who were with me in the ships at Mylae!
‘That corpse you planted last year in your garden,
‘Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
‘Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?
‘Oh keep the Dog far hence, that’s friend to men,
‘Or with his nails he’ll dig it up again!
‘You! hypocrite lecteur!—mon semblable,—mon frère!’
*** This poem is in the public domain,
and may be read in a live-streamed worship service.
CONTEMPORARY POEM:
The Stroll
Petra White
SNIPPET:
God takes Ezekiel for many walks.
He talks about all the things he will do to the people,
this and this and this, and then
they will know who I am.
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[ READ THE FULL POEM ]
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Ezekiel 33:7-11
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RCL Lectionary Week:
Year A Proper 18 (Ordinary Time 23)
Date:
Tuesday, September 5, 2023