a poem for the Easter weekend
Absolutely beautiful. Especially for me this week. My brother died Tuesday night. Heart attack, only 57 years old. Thank for you for this gorgeous poem!
Oh my! I feel it. Thank you.
Holy Saturday always feels forgotten to me somehow, cut off from Good Friday and Easter. You've re-membered it brilliantly.
There's always such exquisitely detailed sound working in your poems. And so much significance. We are becoming the tomb that waits.
Beautiful; thank you, Joseph. Shared.
I love the photo!
Reading it through once, this might be my favorite in a long line of favorites. I will take a breath and read it again.
Fantastic. The picture and the poem. Thank you Joseph.
Beautiful poem.
Thank you, Patti. 🙏🏻
Absolutely beautiful. Especially for me this week. My brother died Tuesday night. Heart attack, only 57 years old. Thank for you for this gorgeous poem!
Oh my! I feel it. Thank you.
Holy Saturday always feels forgotten to me somehow, cut off from Good Friday and Easter. You've re-membered it brilliantly.
There's always such exquisitely detailed sound working in your poems. And so much significance. We are becoming the tomb that waits.
Beautiful; thank you, Joseph. Shared.
I love the photo!
Reading it through once, this might be my favorite in a long line of favorites. I will take a breath and read it again.
Fantastic. The picture and the poem. Thank you Joseph.
Beautiful poem.
Thank you, Patti. 🙏🏻