"I don't say what God is, but a name That somehow answers us when we are driven To feel and think how little we have to do With what we are"
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Robinson doesn’t hand you God as a doctrine; he hands you God as a pressure point. The line pivots on refusal: “I don’t say what God is” is less humility than a defensive maneuver against easy metaphysics. He won’t let belief become a tidy definition, because the moment you define God, you turn a lived ache into a concept you can file away. Instead, God becomes “a name” - a linguistic tool, almost an emergency handle - that “answers us” not by explaining the universe, but by meeting us at the instant we feel most unmoored.
The subtext is grimly modern: identity is not self-authored. Robinson’s America is full of self-reliance rhetoric, but his poetry keeps catching the people who fall through its cracks: lonely, thwarted, estranged from their own narratives. “Driven” matters here. This isn’t a serene philosophical curiosity; it’s compulsion, the mind shoved into confronting how little agency we actually have. The brutal turn - “how little we have to do / With what we are” - undercuts the comforting idea that character is purely choice or willpower. Birth, luck, temperament, history, and damage write more of us than we like to admit.
So “God” functions like a placeholder for the unspeakable: fate, meaning, conscience, terror, longing. Robinson’s intent isn’t to convert; it’s to describe the way people reach for a word when the self stops feeling sovereign. The line works because it treats theology as psychology without reducing it to either - an admission that sometimes a name is what keeps you from dissolving.
The subtext is grimly modern: identity is not self-authored. Robinson’s America is full of self-reliance rhetoric, but his poetry keeps catching the people who fall through its cracks: lonely, thwarted, estranged from their own narratives. “Driven” matters here. This isn’t a serene philosophical curiosity; it’s compulsion, the mind shoved into confronting how little agency we actually have. The brutal turn - “how little we have to do / With what we are” - undercuts the comforting idea that character is purely choice or willpower. Birth, luck, temperament, history, and damage write more of us than we like to admit.
So “God” functions like a placeholder for the unspeakable: fate, meaning, conscience, terror, longing. Robinson’s intent isn’t to convert; it’s to describe the way people reach for a word when the self stops feeling sovereign. The line works because it treats theology as psychology without reducing it to either - an admission that sometimes a name is what keeps you from dissolving.
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