orchard cleansing
after The Laundry Woman, Camille Pissarro
she (with spring airs
and crooked back, wretched like
question marks of age)
washes shirts and trousers
refreshing dresses, colored scarves
keeping life invisible (or beautiful, making for)
mistrust scrubbed away to open
her vulnerable, (blossom
of an early april flower, she) gulps for
breath, stands slowly to
separate corseted emotion
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