What if hanging out
the washing is it?
I mean the thing that
does and undoes the world,
that remakes it and us.
Or making a cup of tea,
or touching your arm,
or just sitting here.
If we knew this, could know this,
what would happen to all of our
important, rushing, complex,
multiple priorities then?
There’s a thought:
a singular thought,
remaking the world.
Banner image: ‘Untitled (1966)‘by Eva Hesse