I tow a plunger.
Its rubber bowl bouncing
off the asphalt.”—
FitP Poet Highlight 14/82: Deja Earley, “Housewife for Halloween”
Deja has published a number of poems on the web (see here, here, and here for starters). But I thought “Housewife for Halloween” was an appropriate choice for the day. I like it 1) for its brevity—it’s only four lines long—and 2) because it made me laugh, especially as I consider the whole notion of parenthood as playing a role, even if that role may be an unconventional one. This un-convention is suggested here by the plunger the poet tows through this “school carnival”—I mean, a plunger’s not something I usually associate with housewifery, but I guess it fits: a wife can’t always wait for her husband or the plumber to plunge that clogged drain. This wife, I suppose, is independent, a do-it-yourselfer, and, I’m sure, low maintenance to boot.
What more could a husband ask for?
Deja’s got two poems on the page I’ve linked to; but I wanted to highlight “Housewife” because, well, poetry just needs to be really short and fun sometimes.