
The Razor
A Found Poem from
The Apocryphon of James
Holy secret revealed by you.
Saints wish to discourse another.
Twelve appeared and five departed.
You called the rest drunken.
They consorted with life. Space,
empty, mock[s] want. Hence reason
follows evil. You persecuted love.
Life spares death and seeks spirits.
Prophesy hypocrisy and wither!

translated by Francis E. Williams, pp 30-33.
from the book:
The Nag Hammadi Library, ed. James M. Robinson,
Harper, San Francisco, 1978.
poem "found" by -sapphoq
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