A Patter about the House


A Patter About the House

It seems, as I’ve overheard,
that I’m a detestable monotony.
An odd curiosity.
That woman, they say,
who shuffles and patters
about her house,
caring for her children
and her man. An archaic
sort of woman.
A housewife.




Recollections of January 1991,
Bletchingley, Surrey
Inspired  & Remixed: Charles Dickens Bleak House



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