Monday, May 4, 2015

A sevenling for a day at home

I am at home today, on a carer's leave day for two sick children. This is not a bad thing at all, as I am a little headachey myself and a day of not juggling work and commuting is welcome. This sevenling came to me as I was harvesting Tahitian limes from my tree.

A sevenling for a day at home

Hands that smell like oranges, or a little like lime;
The desultory cough of a sickabed child:
One half of a round cake cools on the counter.

The slow consumption of tea, while warmth still clings to it;
Cotton-nursing of a squeezing headache is allowed, even encouraged:
Outside, the autumn sun ripens fruit.

The heartbeat of time steadies, slows, and becomes new.

- Kathy,  4/5/2015

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