On Angels, & Death
after Donald Barthelme
“The death of God left the angels in a strange position.”
Without a God to adore, what are Angels for?
Eternal lamentation was proposed instead –
nostalgic silence over ceaseless Glorias.
Or perhaps they could confirm chaos in God-death?
Dignified refusal-to-be was refused outright.
Angels tried to adore each other, like Man, but
it was “not enough”. They made T.V. appeals
for purpose, permanence. But grieving much like Man,
Angels are often longsighted, so sing on, wordless,
fearful their notes might scatter like seeds in breeze.
© Matthew Joseph Johnson, 2010
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