Looking for God – a poem by Gail Thomas

Looking for God

I looked for the eyes of god in an oil slick,
in bathwater swirling the drain,
buckled ceiling above my bed.

I looked for the sex of god on the Internet,
in bars, shiny boutiques
and under my sheets.

I waited for the breath of god in a hurricane,
in a storm cellar, on a roof
as flood water rose.

I searched for the mouth of god in prison,
under a bridge, in a cage
at the border.

I searched for the feet of god in scorched fields,
on a clear-cut mountain
and melting iceberg.

I called for god from a heap
of blasted rubble and beneath
a wagon of corpses.

I thirsted for
an exhausted wave
to fill my cracked cup.

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Gail Thomas’ books are Odd Mercy, Waving Back, No Simple Wilderness, and Finding the Bear. Her poems have been widely published in journals, and her awards include the Charlotte Mew Prize from Headmistress Press,  the Narrative Poetry Prize from Naugatuck River Review, and the Massachusetts Center for the Book’s “Must Read.” http://www.gailthomaspoet.com/

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