is an unexpected figure in the poem, raising a smile in this pre-London Olympic Games Easter--or maybe a yawn. But put aside fond thoughts of traffic gridlocks, jingoistic overkill, and truly insane expenditure, and imagine the sweating triumph as metaphysical. This athlete rises "New from dead Death's defeat." It's as if the marooned bird had metamorphosed into, or given birth to, a heroic human figure, a young god who, to a Christian, is the resurrected Christ, and, to the rest of us, the glorious natural energy of springtime.
from Carol Rumens: The Guardian: Poem of the week: Easter by Katharine Tynan
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