The Donkey
When fishes flew and forests walked And figs grew upon thorn, Some moment when the moon was blood Then surely I was born. With monstrous head and sickening cry And ears like errant wings, The devil’s walking parody On all four-footed things. The tattered outlaw of the earth, Of ancient crooked will; Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb, I keep my secret still. Fools! For I also had my hour; One far fierce hour and sweet: There was a shout about my ears, And palms before my feet. GK Chesterton, The Donkey Image: Christ's Entry into Jerusalem Artist: Jean-Hippolyte Flandrin (March 1809 – March 1864) was a 19th-century French painter Date: 1846 Location: Church of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, Paris Matthew 21:5 relates Jesus' entry into Jerusalem 21:5. ”Tell the daughter of Zion: Behold your king comes to you, meek and sitting upon a donkey and a colt, the foal...