Impossible, Ineffable (A Cento)

To believe in God is to love
What none can see.
                                             
Who concocted you not sprung
               From a lineage of honeybees

wolf in the stars
               then all the skeletal keys not yet written & all at once

Every feeling is a question, a space we don't
understand.

                                                                        There
must be an animal trapped under your shirt

Like the universe's largest engagement ring,
                it twirls

It was a long time ago, but still.

What will you do, God, when I die?

I should have thought
in a dream you would have brought
some lovely, perilous thing 

Shadow of thorns, shadow of thistle and wax

                             Awake I sit sentried with all 
my Sight

And, for me, the whole of you has been transformed into feeling.





(Source texts: Jericho Brown, Mai Der Vang, Andres Cerpa, 
Patrick Rosal, Sara Eliza Johnson, Matthew Olzmann, 
Alberto Rios, Rainer Maria Rilke, H.D., Pablo Neruda,
Aracelis Girmay, C.P. Cavafy)