a death reserved for slaves
Tuesday, April 22nd, 2003I was touched today by the poem “Friday’s Child” by WH Auden, written in memory of Dietrich Bonhoeffer. It reads in part:
And must put up with having learned
All proofs or disproofs that we tender
Of His existence are returned
Unopened to the sender.
Now, did He really break the seal
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