Tom Lagasse

Making Granola

For a moment I think 
this is how it must feel 
to be a monk 
awake before the world. 
Moving about the house 
my motions are compact, still. 
Night drifts to dawn. 
Roughly measured cups:
oats, sugar, seeds, nuts. 
A quiet servitude that holds 
the world together.

Tom Lagasse lives in Bristol, CT. He has had poems published in Silver Wings, Explorer and Feelings. He has also published a non-fiction piece about volunteering in an inner city Philadelphia homeless shelter in The Sun: A Magazine of Ideas and it was later reprinted by The Catholic Digest.

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