Against Epiphany

By Fred Marchant Fred Marchant
What god was it that would open
earth’s picture book and see the two
of us on a road, snowfields glittering
on every side and poplars bent like
the fingers of an old man clutching
what he loved about the sun?
 
Which one was it that would peer
into our thatched, white-washed
farmhouse, and see the fur, flies,
and shit-stained walls? Which one
laughed at the barbed wire fences,
the wall topped with broken glass?
 
Which of the many who came then,
gleaming and rimed in hard sunlight?
Which of those who bobbed like ice
along the winter shore? What did
we have that any god would want?
Quick, if you can find it, hide it.

Fred Marchant, “Against Epiphany” from The Looking House. Copyright © 2009 by Fred Marchant. Reprinted by permission of Graywolf Press, www.graywolfpress.org

Source: The Looking House (Graywolf Press, 2009)

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Poet Fred Marchant

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

Subjects Relationships, Nature, Winter, Religion, Faith & Doubt, God & the Divine, Social Commentaries

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Fred Marchant's most recent book of poetry, The Looking House (Graywolf Press, 2009) was named by Barnes & Noble Review as one of the five best books of poetry in 2009. The San Francisco Chronicle picked it as one of the ten best collections of poetry, and the Massachusetts Book Award committee listed as one of the “must reads” of the past year. Janette Currie, writing in Pleiades, has written that “Marchant’s great achievement . . .

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SUBJECT Relationships, Nature, Winter, Religion, Faith & Doubt, God & the Divine, Social Commentaries

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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