“Theirs was a
25-year romance. Then the love of her
life took a bullet to save a stranger.”
-- Washington Post, June 2016
What happened, Holy Spirit?
We had a deal – confession
week, fat candles lit,
faith unaltered from first
sacrament. What was prescribed
hoop our house with grace.
twitch it took to tumble all that
down: chance crossings in a parking lot,
ugly gun, the flash, a smack like
hitting beef; and each last thread of
was gone. Show me, dear Spirit,
prayer will weave him back again
ravel the safe quiet of our glide
vest again with light these dry
that I mutter
an empty night.
2018 Mizmor ("Melody") Anthology, Poetica