Going To Church Poem by Kamiel Choi
Going To Church
An old man is smelting the icon of exalted freedom.
I watch him. He is well-natured, a force old enough
to command. He swaddles the icon in a soft cloth
and lines it up with the others.
The light falls down from heavy window sills,
I again write poems that die in mirrors or teacups.
Wednesday, March 7, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: religion
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