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larryhammerFor Poetry Monday:
Before the Fall, Rachel McAlpine
After the bath with ragged towels
my Dad
would dry us very carefully:
six little wriggly girls,
each with foamy pigtails,
two rainy legs,
the invisible back we couldn’t reach,
a small wet heart,
and toes, ten each.
He dried us all
the way he gave the parish
Morning Prayer:
as if it was important,
as if God was fair,
as if it was really simple
if you would just be still
and bare.
McAlpine (b. 1940) is a New Zealand poet and author, and cites this as her favorite of her poems.
---L.
Subject quote from Of Solitude, Michel de Montaigne, tr. Cotton/Hazlitt.
Before the Fall, Rachel McAlpine
After the bath with ragged towels
my Dad
would dry us very carefully:
six little wriggly girls,
each with foamy pigtails,
two rainy legs,
the invisible back we couldn’t reach,
a small wet heart,
and toes, ten each.
He dried us all
the way he gave the parish
Morning Prayer:
as if it was important,
as if God was fair,
as if it was really simple
if you would just be still
and bare.
McAlpine (b. 1940) is a New Zealand poet and author, and cites this as her favorite of her poems.
---L.
Subject quote from Of Solitude, Michel de Montaigne, tr. Cotton/Hazlitt.