Bringing In The Washing
Bringing a good marriage, housework, and the weather together, poetically ...
Bringing in the washing
He washed it, & hung it all out, then
he went out, shopping I think, while
I stayed home writing, or at least
thinking about writing ... Later on,
I brought the washing in again - sun &
breeze dried, fresh, dry, perfect. Then
I put it all away again, undies, socks,
tops, bottoms, all of it tidied, & put
back where it came from, ready for
when it may be needed again …
Winter has come - breezes that dried
the clothes today, set to change soon,
& turn from northern heat to southern
chill, with rain, the way it goes when
seasons swap from one to the other …
& if you’re not careful, you may discover
your available coverings don’t cover
enough, of what you need covered -
Drying sun & breeze were there today,
but soon, may be gone & not due back
for half a year or more; who can tell
really, with climate change …But as long
as he washes it, & hangs it all out, I’ll
go on bringing it in, & putting it all away,
ready for whatever it is, that might or
might not come next ...
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