Job

In yearlong reading plans,
I’ve never been enthusiastic
For the forty-two chapters of Job.

Yes, the opening two are gorgeous,
And the ending, where he has
Twice as much as before.

But in the middle: so much talk!

I started in today, trying to hear
The supercilious voices of the friends,
The plaintive voice of Job.

Eliphaz pipes up first. Besides telling Job
That all the disasters are all his fault,
He mentions a vision he had.

Job, aghast, suffering,
Cries, “Let me alone! And stop
Terrifying me with visions.

This was the book I thought boring?