Damp laundry

Damp laundry
smells sweet in summer
pulled from the well
of the machine

the expectation
of summer ease, living
slow, the patience
to hang each sock

stopping to take in
the sky, watch the leaves
of the olive tree breathe
and shimmer—

remember in winter
an oppressive odour
and cold fingers
moving quick and blind?


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