Venus in a Tabernacle
Image: Carter Harrington
Body, bound by faith and shackle,
Of choirs charging Her with hymns,
To install nails into Her limbs.
Upon encountering Her name,
They saw a star they could not tame;
Their love for Yahweh or Jesus,
Could not dull the glow of Venus.
To suppress their own desires,
They threw her into hell’s fires.
With all their measley mortal force,
Could never produce any corpse.
These null attempts to defile,
Her image make Venus smile;
Trembling behind each frail psalter,
Her body becomes the altar.
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