“Aunt Dolly” by Carolyn M. Rodgers
Sitting there on the
assembly line piecing
together frocks all alike
thousands by thousands, for
millions to buy, the same
cheap pattern duplicated
all over the world, goes
home at night and sews
up a storm, a dream that
nobody has “ever” seen
who can deny, when “ever”
she steps out the door,
any day or hour, after work,
after five, she is a queen.
She can sew anything you
cannot imagine.
From Working Classics: Poems on Industrial Life
By Peter Oresick & Nicholas Coles
Sitting there on the
assembly line piecing
together frocks all alike
thousands by thousands, for
millions to buy, the same
cheap pattern duplicated
all over the world, goes
home at night and sews
up a storm, a dream that
nobody has “ever” seen
who can deny, when “ever”
she steps out the door,
any day or hour, after work,
after five, she is a queen.
She can sew anything you
cannot imagine.
From Working Classics: Poems on Industrial Life
By Peter Oresick & Nicholas Coles
