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stillness hangs taut
like stories embroidered
on monk's cloth
its weave loose
until my needle jabs through
i know each thread
colors carefully chosen,
shelf paper
for naked cupboards
smiling crookedly at the oddities
that floss has created
i lay my fingers
on top
and read
each tale
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2017
Posted for Poets United
I love the poem and the photo - the tale of weaving "like stories embroidered on monk's cloth". I think oddly woven colours are more interesting to look at than those neatly laid out in rows.
ReplyDeleteGreat lines! Each thread speaks of a different story.
ReplyDeleteI like "stillness hangs taut". I guess the best stories come from loose threads though. I enjoyed reading this.
ReplyDeleteI love all the stories you might weave into each thread. The weave is life itself.
ReplyDeleteLove "monk's cloth" and shelf paper for empty cupboards.
ReplyDeleteThat's a beautiful accompanying photo you got and the poem is short and interesting. good write!
ReplyDeleteI love the way that you pinned this piece against a backdrop of embroidery, weave and color ... images that often come to mind with poetry. I sense a layered metaphor tucked in between the lines.
ReplyDeleteI think every needlework artist weaves her story into her work. This is so lovely and so well written!
ReplyDeleteEach thread tells a story! Beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteLove how you read each tale of that gorgeous cloth. fantastic poem
ReplyDeleteThey way you jab that needle into the colours, sharply and bravely, says you are not at all afraid to weave stories into life
ReplyDeleteMuch💖love
Yes.
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The meaning is beautifully woven in between the lines of the poem
ReplyDeleteI love this fresh and original piece.
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