The Women
THE WOMEN
(1982)
How precious now, the women
who must take to the roads
we have scaled, and failed
to help support the roof
save the dream
how detailed now her
vague life’s focused suddenly
now magnified because
her invisible chores
are now tiringly yours
in the silent house her wonders reveal
the lover, the juggler, the fountain of you
how poignant and real the vacancy looms
Charles Eastland
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