Washing clothes

They rub off every speck of dirt
From the collars of shirts, pockets and folds
Removing meaninglessness from every word

They rinse the clothes
One by one in the bucketful of water
Dipping every meaning in the word
They beat and rub and wash
In the flowing waters of meaning
Shake the clothes, smooths the folds,
And put them on the line
Decorating the word with the shell of meaning
Every dried cloth on the line is her poem

Washing clothes is not advertisement for soaps.