I saw this poem by Marcy Sheiner and wanted to share it.
I write in the Laundromat.
I am a woman
and between wash & dry cycles
I write.
I write while the beans soak
and with children's voices in my ear.
I spell out words for scrabble
while I am writing.
I write as I drive to the office
where I type a man's letters
and when he goes to lunch
I write.
When the kids go out the door
On Saturday I write
and while the frozen dinners thaw
I write.
I write on the toilet
and in the bathtub
and when I appear to be talking
I am often writing.
I write in the Laundromat
while the kids soak
with scrabbled ears
and beans in the office
and frozen toilets
and in the car
between wash and dry.
And your words
and my words
and her words
and their words
and I am a woman
and I write in the Laundromat.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
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