life and all its wrinkles

life and all its wrinkles

A Chapter by Ana Papaya
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in an apartment on main
a woman quietly irons clothes
no tv, no music
she enjoys the silence
until he comes home

and on certain days
she never leaves her home
and nobody knows
why she’s so quiet
or when she comes and goes

and on other days
when he comes home
the music is loud
and the tv is too

and the woman still
quietly irons clothes
enjoying the silence

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© 2020 Ana Papaya


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This speaks of a mundane existence for the lady .. same stuff
Different day.. same routine..she's stuck and unhappy and her
ironing is her solitude and peace ..nice work

Posted 2 Years Ago


Ana Papaya

2 Years Ago

Thank you so much Fran Marie for the wonderful comment
a life on main street anywhere ...i see and feel her so clearly ..her life in drabs of grey except for her silence ... so many are stuck in dead end jobs, relationships, and simply stuck within one's self ...i have her in a small Midwestern town ..the heat and dry of July and August think in the dust suspended in the still air .. she has an apron on ... the kind with straps that covers chest to hem ... she has a loose pleaded skirt and she irons with distracted precision ... i am so inspired by your poem ... i tell you i can see her .. and i wonder at the husband home with the tv blaring ..tho she still is enjoying her silence .. i wonder if he is a violent insecure man hm ... really like your poem Ana!
E.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Ana Papaya

2 Years Ago

Thank you for the generous comment. I'm glad you saw so deeply into this one.
This speaks to my introverted side. You learn to tune out the static.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Jon Roggie

2 Years Ago

Also, I am glad to see you are active. You were the first person I did a collaboration with!
Ana Papaya

2 Years Ago

Thank you Jon :)
i enjoyed this a lot
maybe she switches off her ears when he comes home as he may have music and tv up so loud
and ironing is her escape
love this

Posted 2 Years Ago


Ana Papaya

2 Years Ago

Thank you very much Julie :)
I read drowning out the noise in this one Ana. Ironing being her meditation, her time of quiet contemplation, knowing its only the eye of the storm and the noise will soon return.
I may be b

Posted 2 Years Ago


Lorry

2 Years Ago

(continued...hit send button by accident)

I may be bias in my thinking, as it reminds.. read more
Ana Papaya

2 Years Ago

I am happy to have you interpret it any which way. :)

and am happy that you do. :)
Lorry

2 Years Ago

Ha. Happy to have you, what time are you leaving, is a very popular saying over here. :)
Silence. Needed and wonderful. I go to Lake St. Clair. A two mile walk. Nature and quiet. A blessing. Woman, who love silence. Time to dream and wander. Thank you Ana for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 2 Years Ago


Ana Papaya

2 Years Ago

Needed and wonderful at times. I do agree :)
Thank you Coyote!
Coyote Poetry

2 Years Ago

You are welcome dear Ana.
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Gee
Probably miles off with my interpretation of this but domestic abuse springs to mind ....wrong ???
Can imagine a downtrodden wife and drunk of a husband, loud telly, music to drown out the beating.
I enjoy reading you Ana

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Ana Papaya

2 Years Ago

Thank you Gee. :)
I always appreciate your visits.
My grandmother taught me to iron. I think it's a lost art these days, but I find it most enjoyable and relaxing. I know, I'm strange!

It's been too long - so good to read you again. The diversity remains! ; )

Posted 2 Years Ago


Ana Papaya

2 Years Ago

Lol. :) Yes. You are strange.
I hate ironing. Thank you Kelly!
I like that. Thanks for sharing and kick starting my brain.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Ana Papaya

2 Years Ago

Thank you for liking this. :)

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