she scrubs the dinner pans
absorbed in a show on her phone
nimble fingered hands moving
lost in thought at the task
ever at home in the Apollonian sun
around the backyard finding chores
golden hair shining smiling slightly
lines by watchful eyes on our son
craving closeness craving sleep
the day closes in quiet laughter
lover partner wife mother daughter
teacher tutor musician
roles faces those and others
but when
in the rare quiet unobserved
who is this woman
this wonder
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