a poem for Day House in these days of missing our Sunday evening living room mass
By Kateri Boucher
No churchbells here
this morning
but a doorbell,
yes,
and it sure is
ringing
No wafers,
but hands outstretched
and the five-buck
refrain:
“yeah we got it”
“oh god bless”
And don’t you
smell that Holy
smoke drifting
down the stairs?
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