Poetry Break

from “The Last Time that the World Ended” by PW Covington

from: "The Last Time that the World Ended"

Disaster becomes only a word after too
long
And grief always looks the same from the
sky

When every storm is the worst storm

How many times have I rebuilt my life?
How much destroyed or left behind,
by forces of nature, by acts of God, by
Mindlessness and happenstance?
Where were the legions of angels, then?

Covington, PW. “The Last Time that the World Ended.” Sacred Wounds. Slough Press, 2015.

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