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Monday, December 22, 2014

The Voice of God

The Voice of God 

by Mary Karr

Ninety percent of what’s wrong with you

   could be cured with a hot bath,

says God from the bowels of the subway.

   but we want magic, to win

the lottery we never bought a ticket for.

   (Tenderly, the monks chant, embrace

the suffering.) The voice of God does not pander,

   offers no five year plan, no long-term

solution, nary an edict. It is small & fond & local.

   Don’t look for your initials in the geese

honking overhead or to see thru the glass even

   darkly. It says the most obvious crap— 
put down that gun, you need a sandwich.

Commonweal Magazine


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