
Against stripping the divine of humanity.
Religious zeal celebrates anathema.
Intelligence exiled by indomitable ignorance.
Universally considered a heretic;
Still, creeds concede his ultimate concern.
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved
Tittu
Poet’s Note:
For Scorched Sunday. Part of the Scorched Strays series. An acrostic reflection on faith’s fault lines — where conviction becomes condemnation. This piece wrestles with how fear of heresy can scorch truth itself. (And, as Athansius used to like to say, “Anathema Day keeps the heretic away.” 😏)



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