To Martha and Her Fragrant Home

By Melissa Dalton-Bradford

Spikenard lingers. While loaves and garlic and fruits, her perfumes, Float, too, Filling to walls, drawing souls For nourishment For warmth For flavor For artistry for inspiration For a moment shared with Him As she kneads and presses and peels Keeping an eye for their want she Hovers, too, Filling the jug, the heart With …

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