while I wait

and when the packing up
of a life is completed
what is there for a woman to do
while she waits___
there is the little pile of books
left out for reading in Limbo

they say that Limbo has been dismantled
so here am I   in an
abandoned station on the Line
where no trains stop
dust covered pews
tumble weeds rolling across the tiled floor
spider woven tapestry between the bars
at the ticket counter

it is always wise to carry a book
or two when traveling
to ease the waiting 
that is part of every trip

I have chosen thick ones
for the days between now 
 and mid-August:
Hugo’s Les Misérables
Melville’s Moby Dick
and Al-Biruni's India (unabridged)

and there is knitting___
a fantastic Limbo activity 

I have set aside
the recapitulation of all the Good
that has transpired in this wondrous 
 Lair of mine
as the Mind remains numb
 in temporary abeyance 
 while the Body puts my possessions
 into movable form

soon the books will all be boxed
and the kitchen/pantry
will yield to the packing process:
a more delicate affair!
good that I have all these 
bags of soft fleece
to be moved 
as they will cushion
 glassware
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