Little Altars Everywhere

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Day ends, and before sleep
when the sky dies down, consider
your altered state: has this day
changed you? Are the corners
sharper or rounded off? Did you
live with death? Make decisions
that quieted? Find one clear word
that fit? At the sun’s midpoint
did you notice a pitch of absence,
bewilderment that invites
the possible? What did you learn
from things you dropped and picked up
and dropped again? Did you set a straw
parallel to the river, let the flow
carry you downstream?

– Jeanne Lohmann, “Questions Before Dark”

One thought on “Little Altars Everywhere

  1. I swear, you have this ability to get to the heart of things with the poems you post, Sheila. I’m constantly saving the emails from your blog to look back at and ponder multiple times. I’m not a poetry reader, but I LOVE the poems you post. Thanks for making me thing, for hitting me where it counts. You’re a blessing. So glad I know you.
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