At noon I leave my clothes out to dry;
at sunset I fold them up
and carry them home in a willow-wood box.
The women laugh and ask each other:
"Who's that old servant with bare feet?"
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All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen
by Anthony HechtFor William and Emily Maxwell
At this time of day
One could hear the caulking irons sound
Against the hulls in the dockyard.
Tar smoke rose between trees
And large oily patches floated on the water,