The quote identified in
this question is used in this poem to describe the white sheets as they hang on the washing line
and dry outside, which the speaker in this poem remembers playing with when she was little. Note
how she describes her memory of amusing herself with these sheets:
High scented walls there were flapping white
when I was small, myself.
I walked between them, playing Out Of Sight.
Simpler than arms, they wrapped
and comforted--
clean corridors of hiding, roofed with blue--
saying, Your
sins too are made Monday new...
The...
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