Groundhog Saturday

Jan Richardson
paintedprayerbook.com

It is Our day
perpetually sitting
in grief before the Stone
following a Friday
unforgettable

listening for
murmurings of love
from behind death’s wall
but hearing nothing
walking away

Saturdays come
Saturdays again go
Days never nearer mercy
never nearer grace
play over again

while we watch
wanting so to believe
life is stronger than death
that love is than hate
Saturday stuck

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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