October 18, 2007

Your Worship by Val Vinokur

- Val Vinokur is an assistant professor of comparative literature at The New School. His poems have appeared in The Massachusetts Review and New American Writing.

I am your pilgrim, who wanders
to stay home; your monk,
who keeps silent when you demand
confessions and theology.

You are too difficult to love
directly; you have no roof
or floor, and I am too pious
for your rain and mud.

So I keep your shrine, the best of you,
the clean, the smiling rest of you.

I am a stubborn priest, who knows himself
only in the dwindling oil of you,
the weeping and rebellious flame
about to die.

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