Seeing Through Lace

for Anna

You said that reading my poems

was like watching them unfold through lace.

What a vision! You’re the one

who has the poet’s sight!

Deep calls to deep, it’s said.

But I’m just reaching for a thing

that wants expressing

in whatever words I get—plainspoken.

I’m peering through the lace myself.
It’s why I write.

July 28, 2018, on retreat at Ignatius House ~~ ignatiushouse.org

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