WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:14.440 align:middle line:90% 00:00:14.440 --> 00:00:19.000 align:middle line:90% Husband Fair, for Matthew. 00:00:19.000 --> 00:00:23.560 align:middle line:84% How good to lay with my husband in our stone flat 00:00:23.560 --> 00:00:27.160 align:middle line:84% Though there are not enough windows and too many doors 00:00:27.160 --> 00:00:29.120 align:middle line:90% We need another chair 00:00:29.120 --> 00:00:31.920 align:middle line:84% Smaller tables wobble too much for books 00:00:31.920 --> 00:00:34.140 align:middle line:84% and won't hold both of our plates 00:00:34.140 --> 00:00:36.120 align:middle line:90% But we eat, he and I 00:00:36.120 --> 00:00:37.920 align:middle line:90% And the fare is good 00:00:37.920 --> 00:00:40.640 align:middle line:84% I cook simply because he doesn't know how 00:00:40.640 --> 00:00:43.340 align:middle line:90% Never learned, I don't mind 00:00:43.340 --> 00:00:45.280 align:middle line:90% The food is mine too 00:00:45.280 --> 00:00:47.040 align:middle line:90% He cooks, and we laugh 00:00:47.040 --> 00:00:50.260 align:middle line:84% How good to tell him no when I feel like it 00:00:50.260 --> 00:00:52.060 align:middle line:90% And yes, and maybe 00:00:52.060 --> 00:00:53.480 align:middle line:90% And we laugh more 00:00:53.480 --> 00:00:55.600 align:middle line:90% So freeing, he and I 00:00:55.600 --> 00:00:58.320 align:middle line:90% So freely, though not carefree 00:00:58.320 --> 00:01:00.820 align:middle line:84% There are bill collectors that threaten 00:01:00.820 --> 00:01:04.560 align:middle line:84% And the roof over our heads, over our small bed 00:01:04.560 --> 00:01:06.220 align:middle line:90% was not one we owned 00:01:06.220 --> 00:01:08.760 align:middle line:84% We owned so little, but we get by 00:01:08.760 --> 00:01:12.000 align:middle line:84% We go from here to there to here on need 00:01:12.000 --> 00:01:15.240 align:middle line:84% And on whim, for desire, for work 00:01:15.240 --> 00:01:17.600 align:middle line:90% How different from my line 00:01:17.600 --> 00:01:20.080 align:middle line:90% From that woman, not so distant 00:01:20.080 --> 00:01:24.140 align:middle line:84% Who never went anywhere beyond a field of cotton balls 00:01:24.140 --> 00:01:27.660 align:middle line:84% Who lay with another's husband, my grandfather, 00:01:27.660 --> 00:01:30.080 align:middle line:90% not so many fathers ago 00:01:30.080 --> 00:01:33.120 align:middle line:90% He who owned so very much 00:01:33.120 --> 00:01:36.000 align:middle line:90% And her pinned beneath him 00:01:36.000 --> 00:01:39.480 align:middle line:84% His arms of rope, his body of winter, 00:01:39.480 --> 00:01:42.040 align:middle line:90% who laughed only when she cried 00:01:42.040 --> 00:01:45.320 align:middle line:84% His face, a heavy drift over hers 00:01:45.320 --> 00:01:48.680 align:middle line:84% Her face, brown as the Earth below 00:01:48.680 --> 00:01:51.640 align:middle line:90% Brown as my own. 00:01:51.640 --> 00:01:53.190 align:middle line:90% And--