On reading

on the steps, reading verse
pondered, planned, spoken
before grandmother’s first breath

She: this mother, wife, lover
of word and he, is speaking “me”
spreading thoughts on the lines
to dry in the sunshine.

Clean, crisp, they smell of soap and fresh air.
Wishes and whispered prayers for wisdom
Brought inside to warm the beloved 
when night grows cold.

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