Lorine Niedecker

[Old Mother turns blue and from us]

Old Mother turns blue and from us,
  “Don’t let my head drop to the earth.
I’m blind and deaf.” Death from the heart,
  a thimble in her purse.  
 
“It’s a long day since last night.
  Give me space. I need
floors. Wash the floors, Lorine!—
  wash clothes! Weed!”
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