Something I'd Like to Remember

“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