Presence 1985

All day long I have been remembering
All day.
Hoping and praying.
Holding onto peace.
Biting my tongue
And at the last light of dusk
Digging out huge weeds
And finding fat earthworms.
     (My thin sins, overwhelmed by your fat grace.)

All day long I hurried
Going through my list
Checking
Trying again later
Emptying wastepaper baskets and laundry baskets
Rigging sheets on the line
And wondering where on earth we are sailing to

Tonight though, there was time left
For digging in the corner
For planting zinnias among the lovely fat worms.

A little love letter
In fait accompli