After Reading Mary Oliver, I Hoover The Lounge
(For Lucy Jeffries)
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The hairy black spider
That went to her death
In the hoover’s red throat
Was my small Sister,
And the girl
With the white fear
Like a shroud on her head
Who is laughing now with great delight
In the dining room
Is my tall thin Sister.
My heart dresses in black
And dances.
Rich Clarkson, August 2020
Rich Clarkson Poetry 
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