journal of a writing man
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Washday
In a garden along the lane
an old woman fought
a complex battle
with a reluctant tea towel
and a rising gale.
Three clothes pins, some cursing
and much relentless determination
were needed to fix it, flapping,
to the line but she succeeded
and stepped back, triumphant,
just as a twist of wind, vengeful,
lifted her skirt to show her bloomers.
John Bailey
Lincolnshire, January 2005
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