Two Poems by Sofia Kioroglou


On the Via Dolorosa

I see my Lord, the Way, the Truth and the Life
He moveth on wearing a crown of thorns, carrying a cross
I see my Lord crawling on the raggedy way leading to Calvary
the blood from his forehead smarting His eyes.

I am just another bystander witnessing the razor sharp lash
cutting into His flesh and I crave to stretch my arms around Him
I am on the street the Holy Lamb of God has Walked
I am on the Via Dolorosa, In Jerusalem, in the Holy Land.

Back to  Wadi en-Nar

Dotting the wilderness of the Judean Desert
hanging dramatically down the cliff edge of a deep ravine
Mar Sabba stands imperiously, overlooking the Kidron Valley
Despite the restriction on women entering the main compound,
I feel an impalpable presence here at the Women’s Tower

Hopefully, I know this unique sentiment won’t be…

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