THE GROCERY LIST INCLUDES BUTTERMILK
Everybody owns their own Holy Week.
Would you like to sit with the poems of Mary Oliver?
You thought we did that already?
Heavens no.
We were just trying to wash
the matter from our eyes.
And when Karen comes to bed
I’ve been dozing, and books
and papers have fallen
to her side of the bed.
She finds me like this,
I’m a bit sheepish,
pre-occupied,
so full of other things
as the beloved approaches.
Jim Bodeen
23 March 2024
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