Latitude


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Comfort creeps upon me
as I relocate garments;
unexpected stillness
settling on my hands
as I stuff ribboned socks
into drawers,
slip away new knickers,
fold cashmere sweaters
onto shelves.
 

Wrapover dresses
billow
in new spaces,
their delicate fabric
clinging
to extravagant
velveteen hangers,
thin shoulders
wreathed in relief.
 

Narrow apertures expand
to accommodate
shoes and boots
that had kicked
rebelliously
against the glass walls
of a vast walk-in wardrobe
 

and scarves,
caffled until now,
unravel;
soft bedfellows
languishing
with the hats and gloves.
 

Here
there is room for everything,
even the elusive raiment of hope.
 
 

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1 Comment

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One response to “Latitude

  1. such a sensuous check listing of feng shui comfort/ good job

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