ON NOT BEING HERE AT EASTER
for KLP
This will be different than your birthday poem
at 20, Kate—that one, so much fun. Yet
listening to you on the phone today
talking with grandma, my tear ducts
emptied at the sound of your voice.
I’ll write, I said. I’m working on an old
word, vocation. Tom Merton, monk,
calls it our work: deep interior.
Your reading tonight from the Dharmapada.
Practical stuff saying, Thrive.
Buddhas only point the way.
Vocation comes from the divine,
a summons. What you do
as a way of life. If I say anymore
mystery disappears. Over the phone,
I remember saying, Be our roshi.
Love, Grandpa
31 March 2026
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