TODAY IS TODAY
Noon to midnight and day bright until 9:00 p.m.
Sunday my father worked hard ad ministering
the work of God free of complaint keeping doubt
for his wastebasket where he spit sunflower seed
shells carefully, as meticulous as his thoughts leaving
doubt for his secret notebook the one he kept
locked in his mind room scarce, even Canada
could haunt his thinking his hiatus hernia came
pinching, but compared to the mold country
rotting away for centuries he could bare pain
seemed small price to pay for his children
not to follow him into the verily verily church
where he said “Today is the day
the Lord hath made, be glad in it for God’s
sake remember we are called the silent in the land
Do not ride water and snow machines, not on a day like today
better the world be seen in its glory quietly
in the sun, in the wind in the rain just one day, today.
– revision written by Victor Enns
– May 31, 2024, in the presence of Gus.