Posts Tagged ‘home



22
Aug
10

Note

this is just to say
the green towel on the side
of the tub was used
by me
only to dry my hair a second time.
you can use it.
there are no cooties on it.
or, if there are, they are very clean.

12
Jan
10

Rain

sometimes it comes on so fierce
and so fast it’s hard
to believe it’s falling from
the same sky that showed
us sun and white clouds moments
ago; there’s no time
to put car windows up or
take down drying yarn
before the rain sweeps in: all
you can do is run
for shelter, make some coffee,
listen to the rain
hitting the windows like hand
fulls of gravel, watch
it batter the already
stormworn flag whipping
above the green house next door

10
Jan
10

Hormone Imbalance?

My hands bear the marks of my attempts at domesticity:
See where I removed a chunk of thumb, peeling potatoes at 8?
My left index finger warns against slicing cheese in a moving car.
I’ve safely run with scissors; poking a hole with them left this.
Showiest of all is just above my right wrist on the back of the hand.
Yes, I was changing a tire but that’s not what caused the injury.
Not directly anyway.
See, I’d put a sandwich in my oven to heat while I worked on the tire.
Halfway through, I ran up to take it out.
I must have been a little distracted.
That’s the only reason I can imagine that I didn’t notice
I was burning the back of my hand
Against the top inside part of the oven
As I reached in to get the sandwich.
A new cooking scar- this one white and raised- got added to my collection;
From the actual tire changing? Not even a scraped knuckle.
I guess some girls just aren’t meant to live indoors.

01
Jan
10

Yep. That’s The Plan.

Go home, have a nap
Then go to Thelma Lou’s for
TV. Think I will.

11
Dec
09

Winter Afternoon

The yellow schoolbus disappears, reappearing
above a clump of evergreens as it labors
uphill to deliver its passengers to their homes,
homes warmed by the smell of roasting meat, carrots, potatoes,
Noble firs, gingerbread cookies, coffee brewing, fires crackling at the hearth.
Silver plumes of smoke rise from the chimneys on the hillside
Then join the steely storm clouds bringing snow.