Paper is wood.
The poet uses alphabets
to nail himself to it.”
fr. Fragment, Alan Mumford

(Good Friday: A Mother’s Grief)

emptied in sorrow, her fair face paled
tears fall like rushing, raving river
son of hers, dead on her lap; she wailed
endeared to her as flame to wicker

this kind woodworker died on wood nailed
ensuring hope for man on this earth:
redemption from trespasses unbailed!
is worldly man worthy of His Death?

(c) 2003 Chito L. Aguilar


I took these photos during yesterday’s “Good Friday Lenten Procession” commemorating the Passion and Death of Jesus Christ. This annual event is a major tourist attraction in this part of our country; an age-old tradition handed down from generation to generation.  Many local and foreign tourists flock to witness this summer occasion every year.

Agony in the Garden

Carrying of the Cross

Jesus falls carrying the cross.

The nailing on the cross

The Crucifixion

Death: Jesus is taken down from the cross.

The Burial

Inside the Tomb

The Resurrection


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