a day, a death, a daze

here we are again
your iconoclastic correspondent
has been laid low
by the bug of death
a gnawing gastro 
which saps the spirit n strength
write out of you
luckily for all
todays pleasant yum-cha lunch
appears to be staying
where it belongs . . . 

the earth changed permanently for me yesterday
a phone call from my second home
the abbey of new norcia
just to discuss some mundane matters
then 

silence

a few words

the abbot

is dead

wordless disbelief pulsates
heart drops
shoulders fall
deep breathes 
sometimes
i encounter this stuff
occasionally 
but when it someone you know well
who liturgically
bought you in
who took the time to chat
when i was up a creek
who shared the table with you
with such glee
its an empty hole
and not just for me
but for so many like me
so pray friends
as we all think
as we all pray
as we all hope
n pray for the brothers
who face decisions n change
n all the emotions of losing 
a loved one
peace to all

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