In pews arranged in a square
neighbors face each other
all smelling of the day's hard work
and last meal.
waiting to respond.
Newcomers all, they
agree on only one thing,
one purpose to stop the work
and spend time talking.
This new world must be better
than the old. They've come too far
to go back now.
They know what's at stake as they
gauge each other's mood by tiny gestures.
I wonder who chose to sit where.
And did they discuss women and small children at these meetings?
Did they not know how to read women's tiny gestures?