Prayer is the little implement
Through which Men reach
Where Presence — is denied them –
They fling their Speech
By means of it — in God’s Ear —
If then He hear —
This sums the Apparatus
Comprised in Prayer —
As ED poem succeeds ED poem, it feels she moves gradually from “God the loving Father” to “God the Watchmaker” to “God the Unconcerned” to “God the Deaf, Dumb, and Blind” to “God the Human Invention”. That final nihilistic tenet leaves us expecting nothing, nada, nichts after death. I wonder whether ED ever reached that entirely reasonable, anxiety-relieving, and simply stated belief: there is no there there.
ED, you are a courageous miracle.