“A Blessing” by Phil Flott


I tried to arrange spiritual dressing
for the wounds I inflicted on my soul,
forming holes,
instead of blessing.

I listened to the goons who don’t want me whole
and hold out to me
a lesser reality,

life without my Lord,
denying his Word,
his life without end,
the tremendous blessings from my friend.


Phil Flott, a retired priest, just got his MFA in poetry from St. Thomas in Houston (by zoom).