A Theodicy 

Stephen Kuusisto, Letters to Borges

If as I believe there’s a theater

Beyond Andromeda


Faulty yet welcoming

That arch is Auden’s—


Scripts of universal alarm

Must be recited


In cold and light

While gods make


A polite audience.

Here, as tomorrow


Is untitled, our shoulders

Bear luck or mass


And from the wings

A determined plain voice


Cries wait, wait for me.



Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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