Like a giant game of blocks
is the washing of dishes
of a family of five
even when only the results
of less than a day
a dinner of spaghetti
bowls, pots, glasses,
the cups from this morning’s coffee
essential stuff,
a plastic colander
wooden spoons,
knives, forks, spoons
all for the wash, for the strainer
the mountain grows
by organization, by item by item
taller and taller
to clean just a meal,
just a few things
left over from dinner
August 19, 2006 13:39
(Raymond A. Foss)
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