Monday, February 8, 2010

Unravel...



Tiny
rippings,
dyings,
crashings,
tearings...

stitches undone.

Unravel this soul,

smooth...

in the palm of
your open hand.


Drawing - 2.5 x 3.5 inches, pen. Drawn this morning.
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3 comments:

  1. Susan Carpenter SimsFebruary 8, 2010 at 7:13 PM

    I am utterly charmed by the language in this poem. A powerful little journey.

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  2. AnonymousFebruary 8, 2010 at 7:14 PM

    i wanna scoop the wee birdy up and console the lady...

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  3. SusanFebruary 8, 2010 at 9:20 PM

    I also wanted to comfort the little bird and then draw in a darning needle to help with the ravel.

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