in the interim he would have to save the barn
from immanent collapse and therein create
a suite for his future mother-in-law so he helped
the carpenter jack up the backside a half-foot
to replace rotten sill and sketched out plans tracked down
a building permit suspended new doors and windows
learned to use a variable-speed screwdriver far from expertly
hung drywall painted walls and floors laid vinyl flooring
and then while waiting for plumbers to finish that job
it was a honeymoon ferry trip to Mohegan Island
as well as a traipse along autumnal Popham Beach
as he formally became oh so trustingly hers
as if any of this was in any way near finished
Poem copyright 2015 by Jnana Hodson
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