The Hastily Assembled Angel Falls at the Beginning of the World
By Shane McCrae
Except most things weren’t clouds everything there
Was clouds the hastily assembled angel
Before he knew the word clouds was the last word
He heard the other angels shouting as
They shoved him though he after he had fallen
Too far to hear them he saw their mouths mak-
ing shapes that were not clouds and when he saw that
Thought That’s something that isn’t clouds that shouting
After I’ve fallen too far to hear them don’t
They know I’ve fallen too far to hear them now
Or are we not together now before
He knew the word in those few minutes the oth-
er angels were assembling him he named
The things he saw with words that seemed to fit them
Nothing was heavenly a few things were
Ocean and hole and monkeyapple he
Before the other angels shoved him had
Started combining words but nobody
Would name the things he saw the way he named them
And to the other angels all his naming
Was noise they shouted as they shoved him It’s
All clouds what difference could it make to the angel
Built to monitor the Earth from the surface
Of the Earth what was or wasn’t true in Heaven
They shoved him then they stared and then they shouted
After the disappearing figure all
The things they suddenly remembered they had
Forgotten to tell him as they were hammer-
ing him together as they hammered him
Together and behind them but above
Behind a pinkish light that was or was-
n’t God pulsed like the heart of one of the creatures
God hadn’t yet created though the angels
Had seen the creatures coming in the waves
Then covering the Earth the angels had
Seen them and didn’t want to be assigned
To live with them and so had voted to
Build their own angel but they didn’t ask
Permission first instead they built him quick-
ly and as Gabriel asked God if this
New angel could be sent instead to Earth
Fresh eyes for a fresh world the other angels
Shoved him the hastily assembled angel
From the cloud and Heaven he the hastily
Assembled angel could see farther than
The other angels though he couldn’t under-
stand what he saw as well as the other angels
Might have and as he fell he saw their mouths mak-
ing shapes he saw the light behind them pulsing
And as he fell he watched the clouds becoming
Abstract as any other angel would
From Heaven watch a species go extinct
Even as dry land emerged from the waves below him
Source: Poetry (November 2018)