Yesterday
Yesterday I was craving chapels,
their cool dark silences,
their cordial peace.
Instead I got the gift
of running up to Arlington Center
and doing errands.
Poetry by Uncle Meridian

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Written on 2025-08-05 at 11:14




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Yesterday I was craving chapels,
their cool dark silences,
their cordial peace.
Instead I got the gift
of running up to Arlington Center
and doing errands.