My Wife Puts on Her Bra
by Charles Barasch

You might think
this is too much sharing,
and my wife, who for this poem
I’ll call Irene (which,
is her real name),
will probably agree.
She opens a magical
drawer, takes out a bra,
and rather than pulling it
around herself the way someone
puts on armor, bends forward,
her back curved like a swan’s neck.
She lets her breasts
drop into it. I imagine
waterfalls, tympani.

Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 23, Issue 2.

Charles BaraschCharles Barasch’s book of poetry, Dreams of the Presidents, was published by North Atlantic Books. Each poem is a president’s dream; there is one for each president. He has had poems published in various journals, including Harvard Magazine, Atlanta Review, Poet Lore, and Tar River Poetry, and in the anthology, Baseball, I Gave You All the Best Years of My Life. He has worked with children in Vermont as a poet-in-the-schools, a math teacher, and a speech language pathologist.

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