Practical Religion: a poem by Juan Pablo Mobili
- Apr 29
- 1 min read

Practical Religion
The prodigal son is fixing his mother’s
battered car, next door. He arrived
quietly this morning while it was still dark,
and he will be gone by the time she’s awake
and gets ready for church, so grateful
when she turns the ignition on.
I first noticed him when he was a teenager,
learning his trade on an old pickup,
his hand touching the carburetor the way
he held his mother’s hand during service.
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Juan Pablo Mobili was born in Buenos Aires,
and adopted by New York. His poems appear
in Tupelo Quarterly, Hanging Loose Magazine,
Louisville Review, and The Worcester Review,
among others, as well as publications in Europe,
Asia, Latin America, and Australia. He’s a recipient
of multiple Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net
nominations and an Honorable Mention from
the International Human Rights Art Festival.
His chapbook, Contraband, was published
in 2022 and, in January of 2025, he was appointed
Poet Laureate of Rockland County, New York.
(April 2026 issue)




Great little piece. What a way to honor the works of secret sincerity.