In the mood for a poem…

mom me ericI Could Love You That Way

The way a woman cleans house, tying her hair
in a kerchief, knocking down cobwebs

with a broom. All day gathering clothes
and toys and books from beneath the beds,

vacuuming under the couch cushions,
scrubbing the drains, polishing

the fixtures. I could love you that way,
methodically, thoroughly, offering my body

at day’s end as if it were a house,
as if it were only a place for you to lie down.


This poem has never been published, but every time I’ve read it to an audience at least one person has asked for a copy of it.



0 replies
  1. Carolynne Harris
    Carolynne Harris says:

    I feel like Jennifer – this is a very understandable way to define how we should love.


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