What Rough Beast | Poem for January 19, 2018

Devon Balwit
Creationism

Magazine has been tucked inside the Bible
I’ve no use for and returned, already familiar
with its characters, parables, and stories—
good and bad.
I left the table for the psalms
as well, unwilling, for even one more year,
to suffer the infernal missionary’s knock
unsought. Whether you mean well or just
to take a soldier’s stand
against godlessness, regardless
of affront, I’ve no clue. My dearest friend’s
a quieter sort of Christian, more trusting
in the divine to do his own work
and persuade me—
unlike you, who seem
doubtful he is able, and so storm each
conversation, each gathering, like a bandit,
demanding we hand ourselves over—
that and everything we value.

 

Devon Balwit is a writer/teacher from Portland, Oregon. Her poems of protest have appeared previously in What Rough Beast as well as in The New Verse News, Poets Reading the News, RattleRedbird Weekly Reads, Rise-Up Review, Rat’s Ass Review, The Rising Phoenix Review, Mobius, and more.

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