Thursday, November 29, 2012

Tuesday Poem: previously published in Cries of the Spirit: A Celebration of Women's Spirituality, ed. Marilyn Sewell 1987

Image from Apron Stringz blog by Calamity Jane

domestic poem

Nightfall I sink
into dishwash meditation :

steaming china prayer wheels
crystalline bells of a lost horizon

breathing slows
din and lull of running water from crockery mandalas

moist heat muscles soften
zen poems drip from silverware

air hums out a chanting
cleansing melody

washing the frantic stew of a day
down the drain along with the suds

those transient rainbow things
thin skin of the passing instant.

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