‘Craftsman, after adorning the heart of the earth
one day you will lie in eternal sleep’
– Shromik Monir
‘To love another person is to see the face of God’
– Victor Hugo
Christ plays in ten thousand
faces: in the touch of sweat
that dances on the brow, in
the anguish seated on battered
bodies, in the hoary glare of
humid sunshine, in the sudden
shiver atop bunk beds, in the
open fields broken by prayer, in
the weariness of a day left unpaid.
in the vastness of hopeful circulations,
Christ plays in ten thousand faces.
Jonathan B. Chan is a student at the University of Cambridge. Born in New York to a Malaysian father and South Korean mother, he was raised in Singapore. He is preoccupied with questions relating to faith, prayer, and identity. He has recently been moved by the writing of Frank O’Hara, Li-Young Lee, and Charles Olson.