Hard to Carry

Yesterday was hard to carry.
A fight with someone in my community
(words calculated to wound).

Then I lost my prescription bifocals
somewhere in the library.

 

I want to draw these things
into some kind of grand conclusion
or pivot on a "But!" and tell you

 

that Lisa sent me a postcard
with her watercolour of a cabin in the woods.





Poetry by Uncle Meridian The PoetBay support member heart!
Written on 2025-04-21 at 07:20

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