Laundry at the “Jelly Donut” (2017)
“Jelly Donut and Your Laundry Cleaned”
With stumble carry laundry up the hill
just blocks from where I live near hollow mall
each week the hidden piles of laundry call,
a task that does not need domestic skill.
To follow well plotted maps to machine,
to sit, or wait, to read or watch people,
a quiet prayer to this aged steeple
that reads “Jelly Donut and Laundry” clean.
The faces seem to change with every load,
the angry lady changing bill for coin,
the mom who calmly tells her children stop,
the latino couple lost in unload,
an asian grandfather’s granddaughter joins
to fold as janitor begins to mop.
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Interesting, the people one meets in the laundry. Nice poem, Jamie, and well done.
This is quite different. Jelly Donut and Laundry, a strange combination, but interesting.
Thank you Phyllis and John. I hope your April has been full of wonder. Jamie
I find pieces like this; ones that take a splinter of time out of a real-world activity to show us that there is beauty and wonderment in even the simplest things. Thanks for sharing your mind’s eye!