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Washing dishes,

longing out the window

at trees

when suddenly the ends

of the universe touch

like the tips of white wings

and I’m there at that center

where nothing exists

but a soapy plate

and the clear hot water

rinsing it clean.  

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©  2012 Betty Hayes Albright 

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