Today A Windy Monday Poem by Michael Shepherd

Today A Windy Monday

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Today a windy Monday,
brisk, businesslike north wind,
I would make a great altar
and pile it high as heaven
with washing straight off the line
shirts like roly-poly hunchback
astronauts like human kites
a sharp flapping of hemmed edges
the squawk of hens surprised
laundry baskets full of the smell
of Spring and freshness and new beginnings
laundry baskets that smell as if
a walk along the shores of love

all Your wind and air and water, and
sunlight soap, soapy sunlight making
iridescent bubbles in the washtub
the squeak of the mangle,
dripping into the sink
stained heavenly with Dolly Blue
the smell of love and motherhood
the hot iron’s steamy smell
the starch, the sharp warm ironed piles
ready for the cupboard shelves

and say, look everyone
this is a woman’s lifetime of unspoken love
see it made of the holy elements themselves
as on the first day of Creation
that is ever a woman’s life

men, worship this

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Wonder! Wonder! Not winder! See, you got inside my head. :) t x

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Come worship at the altar of womanly washing indeed! ! ! ! As Dex says. Strangely, popping stuff into the washer-dryer doesn't have quite the same effect. Though I imagine you, Mr see-a-bit-of-winder-in-everything, could write a piece about that too... this is rather glorious to read M. t x

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Declan McHenry 29 March 2007

A profound piece Michael. Finely atmospheric. Is there a modern equivalent of such scenes?

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Declan McHenry 29 March 2007

A profound piece Michael. Finely atmospheric. Is there a modern equivalent of such scenes?

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Scarlett Treat 29 March 2007

Michael, My Mother stands before me, smelling of laundry soap, starch, linen and sunshine. You have taken me on a heart journey, and I loved every moment of it. This is just beautiful! Thank you for sharing it with me.

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Michael Shepherd

Michael Shepherd

Marton, Lancashire
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