Observation

a poem for Ross Gay. WARNING: don't read if you haven't done today's Spelling Bee

Liturgy was the panagram
in a popular word puzzle today
and honestly I should have solved it
sooner. Yesterday was the first Sunday
of Lent, which I only know because
an artist I love posted about pączki on Tuesday.

I am no longer observant.
I no longer observe.
Which is a fitting word, since
I never did much more than watch,
winter chill seeping through my tigh…