By Posted here
October 14, 2007
0 comments
Share this poem:
  • Twitter
  • Facebook
  • FriendFeed
  • Digg
  • del.icio.us
  • StumbleUpon
  • LinkedIn
  • PDF
  • Print
  • email

A Woman Writer Does Laundry

Enough typing.
Today I am doing laundry
in the old style.
I wash, I wash, rinse, wring
as did my grandmothers and great-grandmothers.
Relaxation.

Doing laundry is healthful and useful
like a washed shirt. Writing
is suspect.
Like three interrogation marks
typed on a page.

– Anna Swir
translated from the Polish by Czeslaw Milosz and Leonard Nathan

Leave a Comment

Previous post:

Next post:

Back to top