Your younger body
Referencing
Their Isabella
Small basket in hand
Window framed and shadow lined,
Old stone, new insights
Her lover entranced
By dribbled words, transcribes her
Digital image
In the stone corner
Another transcriber crouches. Hold.
Catch. Breathe quietly
A whirling woman
Wears battered baggage lightly
Heel. Toe. Point. Move. Halt.
Cradle, stretch,
tread this
Stately dance,
timeless, graceful
Winding fibres
taut
She is the action
A constant wool-gatherer
Axis, anchor, end point
Patient, persistent,
Winding and unwinding the
Endless, captive thread
Just had lovely Tweet from Hestia Peppe @Digifem loved your postcards from @beaconartp I was the string winding. Thanks so much for your response, means a lot.
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