I can remember his hands

I can remember his hands,
though it has been forty years,
already 18 years at 36
constant, repetitive motion,
one pan in another removed;
Blast of the bread oven
his hands orange, calluses,
No need for gloves.
 
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December 19, 2021

I can remember his hands

https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2021/12/i-can-remember-his-hands.html

1979 Holsum Bakery

Claremont, New Hampshire

 

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