Saturday, April 13, 2013

National Poetry Month: Day 13


Ten minutes stolen
before the push, kitchen
dance that is dinner
engulfs me, spins me out
into evening and back
coming to rest
at the sink
when it is all over.

Warm water and soap,
the best benediction I know.

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