I pray to Saint Anonymous,
a martyr without publicity.
Anon's the patron saint
of the perplexed, who never
quite manage to move past
confusion to reach rudimentary
theological questions, let alone
answers. When I pray to St.
Anonymous, I imagine a mildly
fretful face staring at me,
suggesting neither comfort nor
salvation but not-so-merely
sympathy, which is the most
of what's available given
the circumstances in which we
the perplexed find ourselves.
hans ostrom 2018
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Saint Anonymous who do not like publicity is a fine poem.. highlighting an idea of humility. a fine spiritual poem. tony