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An Ode to Everyday Mercy
Picture this:
I’m drawing my (almost daily) bath
This tub isn’t fancy
It’s a one-piece enclosure
With a wall that imitates tile
I don’t quite fit
I can’t immerse my whole body
Not all at once
But I’ve learned to love what it is
I have small plastic tea lights
In the shape of candles
Activated by water and floating
On bluish water in white porcelain
On the wall across from me
A spider, its body the size of a nail head
Its motion, flickering like a flame
Heading down to the floor and safety
There are days I can’t share this space
Not even with a tiny, harmless spider
But today is not one of those days
I let it live … and it slips into a crack
Everyday mercy
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Poetry! Between the candles and the unmentioned skylight, it sounds like a Calgon ad of yore. I moved a pot on the deck the other day, and there was a tree frog under it. It half slipped into the crack, then back out to look at me. A lovely communion with one of nature’s creatures.
Calgon take me away … yes.
Love the little frog. I’ll be those towhees and robins would be interested in that discovery too, but for different reasons. Thanks for being here.
Indeed it does. Thanks for being here.
Water, wherever, whenever, the best. Washes away… well, everything!