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Easter
I live
Right beside
A church,
And,
How quick
The street
Does clear
After Easter service;
And remains so,
Till the next year.
Right beside
A church,
And,
How quick
The street
Does clear
After Easter service;
And remains so,
Till the next year.
Published 9th Apr 2023
Author's Note
No one pauses; no one lingers; we scatter like the parasol seeds of a dandelion
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9th Apr 2023 7:35pm
Seems too much the way of the world today. Churches and other places of worship have the potential to provide a strong sense of community.
9th Apr 2023 9:20pm
9th Apr 2023 9:37pm
Dear tmw,
I found this poem a very interesting observation. Growing up I remember everyone from our congregation standing outside chatting for a good long time after mass. Which was a bit frustrating because I was always hungry but one can’t be rude…your authors note is as wonderfully poetic as your poem. H🌷
I found this poem a very interesting observation. Growing up I remember everyone from our congregation standing outside chatting for a good long time after mass. Which was a bit frustrating because I was always hungry but one can’t be rude…your authors note is as wonderfully poetic as your poem. H🌷
10th Apr 2023 00:42am
Seconding Honoria's comments, which were along the lines of what I was thinking but more graciously stated.
10th Apr 2023 4:20am
I guess my own thought is more along the lines of pausing to reflect on such a thing. The road beside my residence hardly ever had cars on Sunday, or any day. Interesting that we give so little thought to such a momentous day.
I appreciate you both reading and commenting. Thank you.
I appreciate you both reading and commenting. Thank you.
