(Wendy Cabell, August 19, 2024, afterfeast of the Dormition, Super Blue Moon, feast day of (above) Our Lady Star of the Sea, Australia, the Don Icon of the Mother of God, Matriarch Sarah, Saint John Eudes, . Image from here.)
Spark-seek
(for the Afterfeast of the Dormition, and Super Blue Moon, 2024)
Joy is holy. That's why the world is so sad.
There is no joy outside of the Living God.
–Father James Blout
My daily declutter-reminder to Joseph: The floor is not storage space.
Spying the half full bag of white cheddar popcorn he left out on the table,
now we’re talking. Or rather munching
and thinking about last night’s full moon. “You have to come out ~right now~” he said,
no time for my sweater, or decision.
So worth it. Clouds hold an angel, then a mantle outstretched.
Moon reappears out of a newly formed heart.
“Let’s go inside right now”, I whisper,
heart’s soft solidity, beats and billows, still in view.
*From prompt: Freewrite as inspired by "Please Call Me By My True Names" by Thich Nhat Hanh, being super specific to you/this time and place; from Kim Malinowski’s Poetry Salon class of August 19, 2024.
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