This is one of the poems I published in Whispers, Shouts, and Songs.
Basically, this poem came to be after I had dealt with one too many loads of incomplete laundry. I’ve never really liked doing laundry. I actually do pretty well until I have to put things away (I actually had no dressers in my last house). And socks? I hardly wear socks–I wear shoes that don’t require them, or I wear tights. My husband, on the other hand, wear socks EVERY day. This was one of those post-marriage revelations…and something to which I did not easily become accustomed. I hate washing, drying, and matching socks (Me to my husband: “Clip your socks!”) And one day…it was enough, and this poem came out…and I worked on it bit by bit, refining it over several weeks before it got to this point. I, for the record, feel completely ridiculous having written a poem about laundry. But then I remember Walt Whitman…who reveled in the every day, finding it, more than anything, worthy of poetry, and so here I am.
I actually never finished this one, but it was as finished as it was going to get (again, my notebook holds many drafts of this), so I went with it. I feel, though, like this is one I will still come back to…
Death by Laundry
I cower before an accumulation of apparel,
a perilous pyramid perched precariously upon the edge of my bed—
barring me from rest.
The scent of Downey fills the air.
I should go in for the tackle…but, no…
The long tentacles of cool weather T-shirts, tangling together, threaten to topple the pile when I tug just one.
Jenga, it is.
I regroup: “Start small!”
But the trickster tube socks taunt me:
Mixing, never matching, posing like twins but morphing into distant cousins when I finally draw them out from their game of hide and seek.
I am a failed matchmaker—
I dive in again but am smothered by sweaters, weighed down by denim, strangled by slacks…
Cause of death: Asphyxiation…
2 responses to “Death by Laundry”
It’s great! I’m not really a poetry reader, but I enjoyed this.
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Thanks. I’ll take that as a special compliment. 🙂