White Towels
Richard Jones
I have been studying the difference
between solitude and loneliness,
telling the story of my life
to the clean white towels taken warm from the dryer.
I carry them through the house
as though they were my children
asleep in my arms.
From The Blessing: New and Selected Poems © Copper Canyon Press.
(Painting by Kasimir Malevich, 1918.)
