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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WET WASH, by MARIANA BACHMAN First Line: We washed our clothes and put them out to dry Last Line: Owes no apology to folks who roam. Subject(s): Laundry & Laundering | |||
We washed our clothes and put them out to dry The different pieces that a family wears; Bright cup towels and gay handkerchiefs close by: Some clothes were new but other things had tears. And while they limply hang upon the line They do not fear the torrid ironing hour. Stretched in the stimulating spring sunshine They flap defiance at a coming shower. The neighbors going past might so look in And count the pieces of our wardrobe now, And if they do, with passing humor thin, The wet wash dankly gives a mocking bow. The dirty linen that comes clean at home Owes no apology to folks who roam. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WASHING-DAY by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD DEGAS'S LAUNDRESSES by EAVAN BOLAND NEW AGE AT AIRPORT MESA by NORMAN DUBIE DAYS THROUGH STARCH AND BLUING by ALICE FULTON THE LAUNDROMAT by DORIANNE LAUX |
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