No sheets flap to the rhythm
of today's summer breezes.
No shirts dangle from their tails,
sleeves twisting like acrobatic arms
beside the collared neck.
No. We're a civilized tribe now,
eschewing contact with nature
whenever we can in favour of convenience.
Each generation teaches the next
so that soon there remains no racial memory
of how to clip the sock toes, paired;
how to overlap the tea towel edges
for greatest efficiency;
how to choose the sunniest spot,
the sunniest hours of the day;
and how to watch the Western sky for signs of rain
so all the hanging wash can be gathered in,
safe and dry,
before the opening clouds
spoil the day's labours.
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