Mikaela Castledine #36 Distilled

It's too hot for ironing

but pure linen demands it

and it will pay me back

ten fold by this afternoon

in breathable cool

(although it will be creased again

by then

where the seat belts

where the bag rests in my lap

where I sit it into stubborn rucks)

I remember my grandmother's

folded purple blanket

on the laminex table

which did for an ironing board

spotted with Reuleaux triangles

like scorched gothic windows

and the Saxa salt bottle

with perforated lid

full of distilled water

for sprinkling as she set the seams

on her sewing