Sunday, March 27, 2011

frozen clothes

while i was hanging
my laundry out on
the line the other day,
i was humming a song with
clothespins in my mouth,
up went the shirts
and pants, socks.
the blouse that you left
that said dry clean only.
it was sunny and warm.
there was a nice
breeze blowing, birds
were chirping, carrying
sticks, making nests.
the sky was blue like
an egg and blown clean
of clouds. the world
had taken a sharp turn
towards good, towards
spring. so this snow
and string of frozen
clothes still on
the line this morning,
surprised me, to say
the least. nothing has
changed, quite yet, except
the size of your blouse.

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