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Washing dishes and

longing out the window

at trees

when suddenly

the ends of the universe touch

like the tips of two wings


and I’m there

at that center

where nothing exists

but a bubbly plate

and the clear hot water

rinsing it clean.



©  2012, 2020 Betty Hayes Albright 


Re-posted from 2015, previously titled “Clear”.

Also published in Skipping Stones in 2018.

This is a revised version — hopefully improved. 😊


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