In May and June, the Princeton/Parramos Partnership is holding three dinners-plus-entertainment to raise scholarship and other funds for New Dawn school in Parramos, Guatemala.
A contribution of $40 is asked of each guest. Sign-up on sheets (with more information and hosts’ street addresses) in the hallway outside Niles Chapel. Or contact Mea Kaemmerlen at 609-799-1419 or , or Jonathan Holmquist at 609-771-3744 or .
“Dinner and a Mayan Movie”
Saturday, May 20, at 6 pm
Hosted by Hana and Ed Kahn in Princeton
The Kahns are well known for their wonderful cooking and hospitality. Hana is also a scholar of Guatemalan culture. The evening’s film, “Ixcanul,” is Guatemala’s first feature film in the Kaqchikel-Maya language (with English subtitles). On the dramatically beautiful Pacaya volcano, a traditional family works a coffee plantation. A marriage is arranged for the 17-year-old daughter, and the plot unfolds from there—exploring some of the contemporary issues faced by the multilingual and multicultural Guatemalan society. Says Toronto’s Globe and Mail: “…‘Ixcanul’ bubbles with the tension of a teenage girl at odds with her family’s native customs—before erupting into a frantic and quietly devastating third act.”
“Dinner with the Joe Saint Michael Trio”
Sunday, May 28, at 6 pm
Hosted by Cindy and Charlie Clark in Hillsborough
The Clarks’ lovely woodland-surrounded deck is the setting for dinner and a delightful, sometimes rousing, performance by the Saint Michael Trio. The trio (keyboard, sax, drums and vocals) performs a wide range of music—country, rock, dance, pop and old standards. They will surely be a crowd pleaser, playing everyone from Carole King and Neil Diamond to Ray Charles and Elvis Presley; from John Denver and Neil Young to Richie Valens and James Taylor. Should be a very lively evening!
“Dinner with the Weaver”
Sunday, June 25, at 6 pm
Hosted by Jane and Jonathan Holmquist in Lawrenceville
Along with dinner (and you may know about Jonathan’s excellent cooking), Armando Sosa, superb Guatemalan weaver, is the featured guest. Mr. Sosa has been artist-in-residence at Nassau Presbyterian Church this year and, for the church, created three magnificent Holy Week tapestries. He was born in the Guatemalan Highlands where he learned to weave and build his own looms: “My work is a continuation of a thousand-year-old craft rarely practiced today.” He will show and discuss his work and tell his story.
For more information contact Mea Kaemmerlen at 609-799-1419 or , or Jonathan Holmquist at 609-771-3744 or .
See a letter below from Pastor Lauren McFeaters about the plans for her upcoming sabbatical. Lauren’s sabbatical begins on Monday, May 22.
Beloved Friends, I am writing to let you know of my sabbatical plans for this summer of 2017. With deep gratitude for the support of the Session and our Human Resources Committee, I am marking the conclusion of my 16th year as associate pastor of Nassau Presbyterian Church with a sabbatical. Sabbatical 2017 will begin after Confirmation on May 21st and will last through Labor Day weekend.
The focus of my sabbatical study finds its home in the words of Paul’s Letter to the Galatians: “Bear one another’s burdens and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ” (6:2) and in an old Jewish prayer which asks God to help us “Walk with Sight among Miracles.” To this end I will:
Study the monastic healing practices that attend to soul care with solitude and silence. I will travel by train to Le Monastère des Augustines in Quebec City to study at the Augustine Sisters’ monastery, established in 1639, where their motto for 378 years has been, “Neither hunger, nor cold, nor isolation would prevent them from establishing a haven here to heal the bodies of an entire people.”
Michael and Josie and I with travel to Washington’s Whidbey Island, Seattle, and onto Tonasket in the Okanagan Fruit Valley for a family wedding. We will return for Josie to leave on Nassau’s mission trip to Tennessee with the Appalachian Service Project and onto a musical theater camp at Westminster Conservatory.
Then comes library time for study and research on behalf of the Deacons and the creation of a broader educational experience in the areas of ministry serving persons experiencing losses related to aging, persons needing long-term care, and persons experiencing grief in its many forms.
Dave Davis, Joyce MacKichan Walker, Len and Andrew Scales, and the Deacons will look after the pastoral care of the church. I am forever grateful for this sweet sabbatical chapter where I may study, explore new realms of pastoral work, spend time with my precious family, and continue to give thanks for Nassau Church. It is my deepest prayer that through renewal and study Nassau and I can find rejuvenation for heart and soul, continue to serve our Lord together, and “walk with sight among miracles.”
James picks us up after a long thorny winter and blows a cool spring breeze across our furrowed brows. He scrapes the mud off our boots and tells us quite frankly we have some serious choices to make concerning how we will live Purely. Peaceably. Gently. Enthusiastically yielding our wills to the One who expects and deserves our mercy and good fruits, without a trace of partiality or hypocrisy.
Beginning today and reaching out across the weeks ahead, James testifies that if we are to live as people of the Risen Lord then:
enough of our endless inclination to say one thing and do another;
our never-ending preference to profess faith and live without honor;
our selective obedience;
our faith without works;
our ceaseless need to create drama and crisis and spectacle;
our perpetual need to go it alone.
James doesn’t understand how we can worship on Sunday, surrounded by the Living Word, and Living friends, only to return home and hole up, lonely and isolated and without wisdom.
It’s been said that if we face warring political factions, James faces more. If we have had it up to here with partisan backbiting, James feels our pain. He’s sick and tired of hearing what people think about faith in God. He’s unimpressed by so-called wisdom that’s used to pound on one another.[i] The only wisdom that interests James is the wisdom that puts hands to work and hearts to God.
For James, who knows Christians need an intensely practical way to live, he sets before us the standards to which we’ve been called:
Do you want to be counted wise? Learn from your mistakes.
How do we do that?
Live modestly because it’s the way you live that counts.
Do you find yourself being passive, unreceptive, hard-hearted? There’s no wisdom there.
How about twisting the truth, living arrogantly and unpleasantly? That’s the furthest thing from wisdom—it’s cunning, devilish, conniving. [ii]
Here’s wisdom: the Tibetan monk who after 18 years of imprisonment by the Chinese was asked what he experienced as the biggest threat during his imprisonment and he answered, “Losing… compassion for the Chinese.”
There’s Abby McAlister who fasted for Ramadan so that she might better understand her Muslim neighbors.
There’s the Masai warriors, who 15 years ago gave a herd of cattle, their most precious gift, to the people of the United States, so that they we might find healing from the attacks of 9/11.
There’s Cynthia Ngewu, the mother of a young man murdered in South Africa, who at the Truth and Reconciliation Commission hearings said, “this thing called reconciliation…if it means the perpetrator, this man who killed my son, if it means he becomes human again…so that I, so that all of us, get our humanity back…then I agree, then I support it all.” [iii]
Or from our prophet-poet Wendell Berry:
“So, friends, every day, do something that won’t compute. Ask the questions that have no answers.
Put your faith in two inches of soil that will build under the trees every thousand years. Laugh.
Be joyful though you have considered all the facts.
Practice resurrection.” [iv]
Now here’s where many of us will nod off, or start making a grocery list, or work on our car-pool schedule for the week. We just give up and think: “Yada. Yada. Yada.” Or if you’re from New Jersey: “Bada Bing, Bada Bong.” “What’s the use? It’s just too hard.” “Godly wisdom is for saints, not sinners.” “Wisdom is granted to those few really good people who have some special capacity for it, who are naturally virtuous and decent.” [v] I’m a hawk. I’ll leave this for the doves. Mmm. I’m a dove. I’ll leave this for the hawks. Mmm.
Do we believe an Easter Life full of mercy and wisdom is dispensed from on high like medication from God the pharmacist? Does God only allot particular doses to some and write out scripts to those worthy and valuable?[vi]
No. That’s the lie we tell ourselves when we believe God doesn’t mean this for me. That’s the lie we tell ourselves when we leave the faith-stuff for those who can do better. We are a stiff-necked people, aren’t we? I know I am. Stubborn as all get out. Proud beyond measure. Utterly resistant. Foolish. Thoughtless. Unteachable.
And perfect – perfectly in need of God’s mercy and wisdom, perfectly created to depend on our Maker. So James washes us off, cools us down, stands us on our feet, and preaches the best good news to those who just last week experienced our own betrayal in Gethsemane. Were nourished at the table of mercy. Stood at the cross and looked up into the eyes of love. And then gathered to shout our alleluias with our Resurrected Lord.
God is not expecting perfectly wise people.
What God is expecting is for us fall into the arms of the One full of mercy, who loves us perfectly, who makes us bold, and who gets us off our duffs to love and serve.
And how? How? Real wisdom, God’s wisdom, begins with a holy life characterized by getting along with others. It is oh so gentle and reasonable. Overflowing with mercy and blessings. We’re not to live hot one day and cold the next. We’re called to joy. And we’re not lone rangers who go it alone but people who can develop a healthy, robust community that lives right with God especially when we do the hard work of getting along with each other, treating each other with dignity and honor.
What on earth does that look like? When people in our lives are unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered. Forgive them anyway. If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Be kind anyway. If you’re honest and sincere people may deceive you. Be honest and sincere anyway. If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. Be happy anyway. [vii]
Wise living is the best model of the Christian life. Living as Christ’s Easter people means we’re honest enough to know truth is not painless, brave enough not to sing our songs in private, courageous enough to live out what we pray and profess.
Living as Christ’s wise people means we’re humble enough to be teachable, flexible enough to be merciful, pure enough to be peaceable, agreeable enough to bear really fine fruit. [viii]
This is God’s Word given to James.
It’s given to you and for you in all your days ahead.
Thanks be to God.
[i]Feasting on the Word: Preaching the Revised Common Lectionary. Editors David L. Bartlett and Barbara Brown Taylor. Louisville: Westminster John Knox Press, Year B, Vol. 4, Season after Pentecost 2, 2009, 87-91.
[ii] Adapted from Eugene H. Peterson’s The Message: The New Testament in Contemporary English. James 3: 13-18. Colorado Springs, CO: NavPress Publishing Group, 1993.
[iii] Kaethe Weingarten, Common Shock: Witnessing Violence Every Day: How We Are Harmed, How We Can Heal. New York: E.P. Dutton, 2003. As told by Pam Houston, O Magazine, September 2003, 200.
[iv] Wendell Berry. The Country of Marriage: Poems. Berkeley, CA: Counterpoint, 1971.
[v] Frances Taylor Gench, Hebrews and James. Louisville: Westminster John Knox Press, 1996, 113.
[vi] J. Philip Newell, Sounds of the Eternal. London: Canterbury Press, 2002.
[vii] Kent M. Keith. “The Silent Revolution: Dynamic Leadership in the Student Council.” Harvard Student Agencies, Harvard University, 1968.
[viii] Images from Ted Loder, Guerrillas of Grace. Philadelphia: Innisfree Press, Inc., 1984, 70-71, 82-83, 96-97.
A Festival of Song: Nassau’s Soloists and Section Leaders
Saturday, May 6
7:00 PM, Sanctuary
The beautiful voices of our talented section leaders will be featured in a voice recital in Nassau’s sanctuary. Accompanied by Mark Loria, our recitalists will include Maria Palombo, Marissa Chalker, George Somerville, Steve Updegraff, and Bill Walker. Art song, Broadway, opera, folksong, and oratorio will be among the styles presented in this eclectic and engaging program. All are invited to this free recital presented by Nassau’s own!
Matthew 28:1-10
David A. Davis
April 16, 2017
Easter Sunday
A pastor, a rabbi, and a chaplain went into a bar for coffee. Actually, it was a coffee place. The established meeting place was Small Word Coffee. The pastor and the rabbi entered Small World through the secret back entrance just off Palmer Square. They waited for the chaplain to arrive. The top of the hour passed. Then five minutes. Ten minutes. No chaplain. At that point both phones, the rabbi’s and the pastor’s, buzzed with a text. It was from the chaplain. “Weren’t we supposed to meet for coffee at 10?” “Yes,” the pastor typed, “we’re here. Where are you?” “At Small World” came the response. The rabbi looked around. Then came the next text. “Small World, Nassau Street.” The pastor and rabbi were in Small World, Witherspoon Street. The pastor texted, “Give us a few minutes. Wait for us. We’ll meet you there.” I knew — we all knew — there were two places, two Small Worlds, in town. It was just that no one ever thought to ask.
The disciples never make it to the empty tomb in Matthew’s gospel. It’s Mary and the other Mary that had the Easter morning experience: the earthquake, the angel rolling back the stone, the angel telling them not to be afraid, the angel telling them Jesus was not there but had been raised, the angel telling them Jesus was going ahead to Galilee, the two women leaving the tomb quickly in fear and great joy, and the risen Jesus meeting the women along the road… suddenly. As Matthew tells it, “Suddenly, Jesus met them and said ‘Greetings!’ And the women came to Jesus, took hold of Jesus’ feet, and worshiped him. Then Jesus said to them, ‘Do not be afraid; go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me.’”
In John’s Gospel, Peter and the other disciple whom Jesus loved took off and ran to the tomb. Jesus wasn’t there. Here in Matthew, if they took off racing, Jesus wouldn’t have been there either. The women heard it twice, from the angel and from the risen Jesus, that he was going to Galilee. They wouldn’t see him until Galilee. They were going have to meet him there, somewhere else, somewhere up the road, in Galilee. Christianity’s first preachers, Mary and the other Mary, the two female preachers? They told the eleven that Christ had risen! (He is risen indeed!) But he’s not here. He’s in Galilee. He’s in Galilee. We’ll meet him there.
My friend Scott Hoezee at Calvin Seminary in Grand Rapids points out the awkward switch of location. Christ is risen! He’s just not here. Galilee is about 80 miles north of Jerusalem, and that’s as a crow flies. It’s easily 90 to 100 by pathway and roads. I know it’s a good few hours by bus. Scott suggests that walking at a good clip, accounting for elevation changes, eating, resting, and sleeping, it would have easily taken them two to three days to get to that meeting. I figure that means the disciples would not have seen the risen Jesus until long about Wednesday. In John, it’s evening on that day, the first day of the week, when they get to see Jesus in the Upper Room. In Luke, the two walking along the Emmaus Road, they see Jesus in the breaking and sharing of bread. It was later that same day. In Mark, well, in the shorter ending of Mark, no one sees the risen Christ. Here in Matthew, if you define the New Testament experience of Easter as an encounter with the risen Christ, well, then yeah, for the disciples, Easter comes long about Wednesday! And nowhere near Jerusalem. Who would have thought to ask?
Of course, the Bible doesn’t say that it was Wednesday. “Now the eleven went to Galilee, to the mountain to which Jesus had directed him,” Matthew writes. “When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some doubted.” That’s when Matthew’s Jesus gives the Great Commission. “All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything that I have commanded you. And remember, I am with you always to the end of the age.” And that’s it. That’s the end. That’s the end to Matthew’s gospel. No Upper Room. No Emmaus Road. No breakfast on the beach. No “do you love me, do you love me, do you love me” with Peter. Just the trek up to Galilee. The eleven finally seeing Jesus. Worship. Doubt. Some doubted (which means more than one and there were only eleven) and the Great Commission. The risen Jesus gives the Great Commission to the eleven who aren’t even close to 100% on board. And it all happened long about Wednesday.
It doesn’t say which mountain in Galilee. It could have been the same one that Jesus climbed when the devil took him up to show him “all the kingdoms of the world and their splendor.” It could have been the Mount of Transfiguration where Jesus took Peter, James, and John and then Elijah and Moses showed up too. But it must have been the Mount of the Beatitudes where Jesus preached the sermon, the Sermon on the Mount. The risen Christ tells the eleven to teach them “to obey everything that I have commanded you.” It just makes sense that they would been there, at the teaching mountain. And here’s where one of the disciples, maybe one of the doubters, maybe not, but one of them had to ask. Pulling out a fresh notebook, and something to write with, after Jesus said, “Everything, teach them everything.” That’s when one of the disciples said, “Now Jesus, could you tell us again? Tell us again! Tell us again, Jesus!”
Like the student who sits down in the precept with the physics professor still trying to grasp the mind-blowing part of the lecture the day before: “Could you tell us that again?” Like the grandchildren who never tires of the absolute awe in her heart when her WWII veteran grandfather tells stories about those days in the war. Sometime after dinner today, she says, “Papa, tell us again?” Like the person in the office who has to fill in for the presentation because the boss is being called away; the pressure’s on to know it all and to get it right. “Now, before you go, tell me one more time.” Like the child at bedtime who can recite every word of the bedtime story but asks for it every time, and the parent will never say no. “Tell it again.” “Goodnight room, goodnight moon, goodnight cow jumping over the moon.”
Maybe like all of those and so much more; the eleven, the risen Christ, and his body of work that is the kingdom of God. His resurrection shines now through all his teaching, every healing, every miracle, every touch. Letting your light shine, turning the other cheek, laying aside your worries, doing unto others, the exhortation comes with access to resurrection power, death-stomping hope, and a life-giving, life-sustaining, life-creating hope. Trusting in God, seeking first the kingdom of God, shouting hosanna, save us, it’s all undergirded, founded on, nudged along by his resurrection spirit. Losing your life in order to save it, knowing that the last will be first, taking up your cross and following Jesus; only and because of the strength of Christ himself, the Risen Victorious Christ. It was Paul who wrote, “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” It was the risen Christ who said, “I am with you always.” Tell us again and again and again, Jesus!
Tony Campolo has a famous sermon known by the title “It’s Friday But Sunday’s Coming.” In the sermon he actually tells of his pastor preaching a “knock it out of the park” sermon all riffing on the phrase that “it’s Friday but Sunday’s coming.” It’s Good Friday but Resurrection Sunday is coming. We live in a Good Friday world but the Easter Victory is coming. It’s Friday, but Sunday’s coming. You get the picture. Well, today is Sunday. Easter Sunday. Christ is risen! But Wednesday’s coming. It’s one thing to shout “Christ is risen” today. But what about Wednesday.
Because long about Wednesday is when another trip to an open grave in the cemetery comes. Long about Wednesday is when that brutal meeting at work happens and holding a grudge is the least you can do. Wednesday is when rest and peace and quiet seem a long way off. Wednesday is when no one is talking to each other at the dinner table. Wednesday is when forgiveness is really hard. Wednesday is when time seems to stand still, and loneliness is brutal, and even a sunny day doesn’t help lighten the load, lighten the mood, lighten the journey. Long about Wednesday is when the headlines tell of another terror strike, or the size of a bomb being praised, or the nations escalating talk of missiles and retaliation and war. When nasty graffiti is sprayed on the synagogue wall, when a racist incident goes viral on social media, when an elected official says something hateful. That feels like a Wednesday. A Wednesday is the next doctor’s visit, or just another day to visit your dad long since lost to dementia, or the day when all those blasted acceptances and rejections from schools comes out, or the day after graduation and no job in sight.
It’s a joy-filled, beautiful Easter Sunday with brass and a full church and familiar hymns and a resurrection acclamation. Christ is risen! I don’t know about you, but I hope the risen Christ is waiting for me long about Wednesday. I’m so thankful to rejoice and celebrate with you this Easter Sunday morning. But I want to see Jesus on Wednesday. His presence. His strength. His death-stomping, sea-calming resurrection power. That spirit of his that lifts me. That teaching of his that inspires me. That grace of his that claims me. That kingdom of his that welcomes me. That love of his that will not let me go. I’m going need it on Wednesday. When the nations rage, when the leaders of the world rattle their sabers, and when death just never goes away, and when it’s just harder to love, and hope is harder to find, and it’s whole lot easier to just worry about me, and my old sinful self is winning the day. Wait for me then. Wait for me there. Meet me there Jesus. Oh, uh, guess what day it is! What day is it? It’s Wednesday, Jesus.
Jesus Christ and his resurrection power. It is so much more, so much bigger, so much better than one Easter Sunday. The first preachers, they said Christ is risen. But he’s not here. He’s in Galilee. We’re going meet him there. He’s waiting for us there. He’s there.
Sundays, 9:15 AM, in the Assembly Room, unless otherwise noted.
Summer schedule begins Sunday, May 28 — worship at 10:00 AM, Adult Education at 11:15 AM.
From Mister Rogers to Myanmar, Sunday classes start near and go far with an emphasis in May on mission. Learn about Nassau’s mission partners and explore opportunities to be a part of these growing relationships.
May 7
Trenton Children’s Chorus: Making Music, Making Friends, Making a Difference
John J. Floyd II, Linda Helm Krapf
Trenton Children’s Chorus (TCC) began as a twinkle in Sue Ellen Page Johnson’s eye, and an idea kernel in Eric Johnson’s mind. Come and hear today’s Trenton Children’s Chorus story in word and song. Listen with pride and learn from this extraordinary and talented TCC Intermediate Choir (6th and 7th graders), their director, John Floyd, and Executive Director, Linda Helm Krapf. We promise a joy-filled start to your Sunday.
John J. Floyd II directs the Intermediate Choir at TCC. He holds a B.M. in Music Education from Westminster choir College of Rider University. John is a Southern New Jersey native. He joined the faculty at Somerville Middle School as a music teacher, choir director, and director of the annual school play. John also directs the summer musical theater camp in Somerville.
Linda Helm Krapf, TCC Executive Director, has directed non-profit programs and organizations for more than 30 years. Prior to coming to TCC, Linda directed the Printmaking Center of New Jersey and the Myhelan Cultural Arts Center. She also wrote, directed and produced an award-winning documentary film on the environmental issues that threaten the health and well-being of the Navajo people.
May 14
Research, Relationship, Reconciliation, and Reparation
Nancy Prince
Begin by examining some of the experiential hurt the African American population in Princeton lived through from the mid 1800’s to 2015. Then hear the story of the 2005-06 celebration of 250 years of the Presbyterian Church in Princeton, where relationship and reconciliation grew between the Witherspoon Street Presbyterian Church, a historically black church, and Nassau, leading to several significant events, including an offering of reparations in 2015. Come and hear the story from someone involved is this story for many years.
Nancy Prince has been an active member of the Presbyterian Church (USA) since 1963, and a member of Nassau Presbyterian Church since October 2003. She regularly attended the Witherspoon Street Presbyterian Church from 2001-2003 when her husband, the Rev. David Prince served as Interim Pastor. She returned to Witherspoon Church in the summer of 2014 for regular attendance and congregational gatherings when Dave Prince served as Pastor in Residence.
May 21
Bethany House of Hospitality: Doing the Right Things in Trenton
Founded and maintained by our partner, Westminster Presbyterian Church in Trenton, Bethany House of Hospitality is a young adult intentional living community with a community garden in its backyard. Each month NPC members travel to Trenton and share vespers, conversations with local leaders, dinner, and some very satisfying hands-on projects with our WPC team at Bethany House. Come and meet some of the remarkable residents and emerging leaders, their support team and learn how they are making a real difference in Trenton.
May 28
Burma/Myanmar through Our Eyes
Summer schedule begins
11:15 AM in the Assembly Room
Work and a better life in Burma/Myanmar depend on speaking English well enough to become a tour guide, an interpreter, an employee of an international company, and so much more. Come and hear stories from Joyce, Susan, and Michael’s January trip to visit our mission partner CETANA’s English language centers. Be inspired by the teachers, fall in love with the children and youth in whose faces you can read the dreams and hopes of families. Leave knowing you are making a difference, and you can make more!
Joyce MacKichan Walker went to Burma/Myanmar on behalf of the Mission and Outreach Committee to enrich their view of CETANA’s vital work in this country still struggling to emerge from years of military rule. Susan and Michael Jennings empower this work with their love for Burma and their leadership within CETANA by leading a yearly exploratory excursion to this fascinating country. And Lois Young, founder with her husband, Jack, and her siblings over twenty years ago, will join us!
Ongoing through May 14
In-Depth Bible Study: First Corinthians
George Hunsinger
9:15 AM
Maclean House
George Hunsinger returns for the 20th year to lead this verse-by-verse examination of the First Letter of Paul to the Corinthians. Bibles are available for use during the class. Find them on the Deacon Desk by the church kitchen. Class meets next door in Maclean House (Garden Entrance).
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Master weaver Armando Sosa is our 2016-2017 Artist-in-Residence. Armando lives and works in Hopewell.
Do you know a local artist who would make a valued Nassau Church Artist-in-Residence? The Worship and Arts Committee would like to learn more about local artists in the Princeton area whom we might consider for the coming year, especially those with connections to the congregation.
Artists can be writers, visual artists, and beyond. Current and previous Artists-in-Residence include a weaver, a theater director, a dancer and choreographer, and a poet.
