Day of Light and Laundry

On this day of light and laundry

a lift of the heart

and then an unmatched sock

brings you close to tears.

A sunpatch among fallen brown leaves

and you draw in your breath

with the surprise

of remembering.

The rake scrapes singles into piles

over and over and then

its claws uncover

an unwary blossom.

What were you thinking,

arm or rake or flower?

All the unknowing

pushes you into an unlit corner

where you linger in lazy musings

as the bedsheets flap on the line

in the neighbor’s back yard.

One thought on “Day of Light and Laundry

  1. Janet, How lovely…you’ve captured this time of year with its passing moments of joy and sadness. You are so gifted and I am so lucky to be your friend! Thank you again for the curlycue pumpkin and the O’Keefe postcard. Xxx, s

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