07.08.09

Holy is the dish and drain..

Posted in pilgrimage, poetry/prose at 7:52 am by len

Holy is the dish and drain
The soap and sink, the cup and plate
And the warm wool socks, and the cold white tile
Showerheads and good dry towels
And frying eggs sound like psalms
With a bit of salt measured in my palm
It’s all a part of a sacrament
As holy as a day is spent..

Carrie Newcomer, 2001

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