faucets

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last night
I read a book
where
what comes out of faucets
was not predictable

& thought
for just a moment
about how here
water

flows from these pipes
automatic as breath
& as casual–
a given

these pipes
are never dry
unless frozen

such a simple thing
taken for granted

but today
while I wrote a poem
about water
in a parking lot

a pipe burst

& we were without tap water
for four hours

no big deal
for those
who carry water inside
daily
to use it

& don’t get me started
on the sulking that happens
when we lose power
for 20 minutes

let alone days.

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12 thoughts on “faucets”

  1. I spent a summer in the Yukon once, a log cabin in the middle of nowhere was home and the water was hauled from the Klondike River a couple of hundred yards away. Sure made me appreciate modern plumbing! When you get the next book published, you’ll have to pair this with the earlier one on facing pages!

    • Oh, gosh, David…thanks. Still working on getting #1 published. Have to say I bet the lack of plumbing was probably a nice tradeoff for everything else you had–speaking of those transcendentalists–you had that cabin in the woods!

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