From April 2015.
A cloudy Easter Tuesday
A cloudy Easter Tuesday, chill and raw:
day of few doings: pharmacy, Mexican lunch,
visit to Mom's, nap on the guest-bed; then,
home in time for vesperal verses and tea.
What will tomorrow bring, if God allow?
A trip to the Stop & Shop for groceries?
Confession at Arch Street? No, maybe Friday.
The ever-crescent pile of shirked laundry?
Concentrate on now, this night. Pray for peace:
not "out there," in the always-warring world,
but "in here," in the often-seething soul.
Pray for no world. Worlds become extinct.
I'll give you five cents for the politicians --
of infinite worth, a single human heart.
Poetry by Thomas DeFreitas
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Written on 2018-02-07 at 02:51
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