Best Laundering Poems

A mist led Sunday morning,

Indian Ocean walked beyond the territories,

Dressed in black cloth like a no moon night,

Some Banks sank under the Tsunami waters,

Currency notes floating like paper boats,

Dressed in wetness,

Launders came and ironed all the flood washed notes!...

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New England's late May sun was long up,
and yet her laundry began to unfold
and clip onto the droopy clothesline,
while yet to warm into 8 AM.

She wore a light spring jacket
and need not think long
about why and how much of water
she consumed each day
each month 
each...

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Like the unclothed lover lays stretched across canvas,

The year was splayed across a wait without closure;
I’ll see the end when the end is over.

But death is as flat as words offered out of concern;
It was kicked across a churchyard that since has burned.

And in time,...

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Monday, 5-1
Housekeeping:  I checked in early today for a long, business-related stay.  Now, I wish to relay that I brought two blue, hypoallergenic towels of my own, from my home.  They are doctor prescribed for my skin disorder. Please remove the two...

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