![Ecce Homo](http://dev.catholiclane.com/wp-content/uploads/suffering.jpg)
Author Matthew B. Rose
![Ecce Homo](http://dev.catholiclane.com/wp-content/uploads/suffering.jpg)
![Poem: “To Medusa”](http://dev.catholiclane.com/wp-content/uploads/st.-matthew-3-square.jpg)
To Medusa Gorgon, my Gorgon I gaze on that sweetest face. Stone, my own face turns. O Medusa, dear, Let…
![Poem: “To Uncle Clive”](http://dev.catholiclane.com/wp-content/uploads/st.-matthew-3-square.jpg)
To Uncle Clive “At my first coming into the world I had been (implicitly) warned never to trust a Papist,…
![Poem: “The Most Humble Man on Earth”](http://dev.catholiclane.com/wp-content/uploads/st.-matthew-3-square.jpg)
The Most Humble Man on Earth I’m the most humble man on earth. Of all men stripped of noble birth…
![Poem: “The Dark Night of the Soul”](http://dev.catholiclane.com/wp-content/uploads/st.-matthew-3-square.jpg)
The Dark Night of the Soul (How does my love look when she sleeps?) How does my love look when…
![Poem: “Fourteenth Station”](http://dev.catholiclane.com/wp-content/uploads/st.-matthew-3-square.jpg)
Fourteenth Station Good Friday I am here, watching the hole, Filled with a rock and still There is danger, stupid…
![Poem: “Thirteenth Station”](http://dev.catholiclane.com/wp-content/uploads/st.-matthew-3-square.jpg)
Thirteenth Station Good Friday He’s dead? Already? I was sure he would remain, A living human stain, Hanging up there,…
![Poem: “Twelfth Station”](http://dev.catholiclane.com/wp-content/uploads/st.-matthew-3-square.jpg)
Twelfth Station Good Friday Father, forgive them, they know not what they do. I’m not saying they aren’t culpable, But…
![Poem: “Eleventh Station”](http://dev.catholiclane.com/wp-content/uploads/st.-matthew-3-square.jpg)
Eleventh Station Good Friday “My friends, you are my closest ones. You alone I can trust. You are my closest…
![Poem: “Tenth Station”](http://dev.catholiclane.com/wp-content/uploads/st.-matthew-3-square.jpg)
Tenth Station Good Friday My pretty bird, sing for me. My, what beautiful feathers, What beautiful fetters. I’ll take them…