Morning Coffee #8

Where the author pretentiously post a poem he enjoys. Brigit Pegeen Kelly doing laundry on sunday So this is the Sabbath, the stillnessin the garden, magnoliabells drying damp petticoats over the porch rail, while bicyclewheels thrum and the full-breasted tulipsopen their pink blouses for the hands that pressed them firstas bulbs into the earth.Bread, too, cools […]

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