“You Can’t Have Spiritual Experiences All the Time” by Carol Krause

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You Can’t Have Spiritual Experiences All the Time

By Carol Krause

You can’t have spiritual experiences all the time, the doctor said. He explained to me why my brain was

causing objects in the world to have great salience. This is how meaning is made. It feels like a spiritual

experience. I nodded yes to the salience. And the constant creation of meaning. It was exhausting, to be

sure. But what was being revealed by my naturally psychoactive mind? And was it true that we can’t have

spiritual experiences all the time?

I felt my eyeballs quiver deep inside my skull, as they emerged to look across the room. I prepared a table

between us. I invited everything overlooked to sit around the table. And then I emptied a chair before his

feet and invited him to sit awhile, silently. The room filled with everything unseen. The light on the ceiling

luminous as fire. There was no need for any of it to be real. Our hands empty as air. We didn’t speak

about the way of things. Or try to calculate the brain’s rhythms on moving walls. Did we eat? I can’t

remember. I only remember a momentary lapse into timelessness. The room unseparating its borders

into a universe. Moments later, it was over. The table now invisible. We fell to the floor under the light.

I looked out the window and saw a barren roof. I wondered if someone would plant a garden. But who

would tend to it, with the patients needing so much care? Maybe one day a bird would land on the

concrete roof and sing rapture into every bed. The sound echoing against hospital walls. Every doctor

and patient flung into the trap of meaning. Each breath the most salient breath of all.


Copyright © Carol Krause

Previously published in A Bouquet of Glass (Guernica Editions, 2025).

Carol Krause is a poet who found herself trapped in the underworld and ended up decorating the darkest corners with stars. Her poetry has appeared in Arc Poetry, The Fiddlehead, and PRISM international, among other outlets. Carol’s debut poetry collection, A Bouquet of Glass, is published by Guernica Editions.


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