Mary Johnson: exploring the inner universe

I could, I suppose, link to the video that this poem is a response to. But—I’d rather not. It is so utterly horrifying to me. The poem was written during the Easter Vigil, which seems appropriate. May there be peace, and may we help to bring it.

“Good Friday"

That woman who fell,

Cut down

Clutching the flag

Of the land she loved--

She fell like a flower,

Cut down like the grass.

Remember her.

Remember,

The grass dies.

It will rise again.

She will rise again.

(Written during the Easter vigil, Mary Johnson)