By Órla Fay

 

Dublin, February 2017

 

There it hangs, just its-dark-self, 

not even spectacular and yet closer inspection 

requires even closer inspection – 

this fabled work, word-of-mouth enhanced,

Chinese-whispered vast, requires some undoing.

The pronouncement of its title 

is the casting of a spell:

 

La Cattura di Cristo

 

He, Himself, eyes downcast, 

kissed by Judas and fled by John

while lamp-bearing Peter watches on.

And you look to the soldier’s arm 

wrapped in polished armour,

reflective as a mirror

and grapple with your own conscience,

 

as the painter had contrived

in his battle with the light and the dark.

The greatest betrayal is a watermark,

a watershed, a benchmark.

I remember the day she placed

the sword in my side, how the wound

could only heal with time and plenty of it.

 

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Órla Fay is the editor of Boyne Berries Magazine. Recently her work has appeared in Boyne Berries 21, The Ofi Press Arctic Issue, A New Ulster, Sixteen Magazine and Spontaneity. She also has a poem forthcoming in The Honest Ulsterman. She blogs at www.orlafayblogspot.ie and more of her work can be found on www.orlafaypoetry.com