Mom crocheted,
_________embroidered, knitted,
and tried to teach me how
But my fingers
_________couldn't dance
across linen and wool
My mind didn't get
_________ tiny stitches,
pulling flowers out of thread
In the sixties, I took up macramé,
needing
to tie my insides in rough threads
I added beads to remember, can’t get no…
________but it was the strength
of hemp that helped me
While stumbling from place to place,
carrying tangled ivy in planters
knowing they'd never find a home
Macramé was handmade, heavy,
________like the organic breads nutbutters,
bricks and boards I thought so cool
Macramé was something I could do,
_______something I learned in minutes
but despite the speed and ease of clumsy knots
my skill of jute and yarn and beads--
_______must've been a gift
something pulled from mom's
_______delicate hands spinning
rose after rose on linen and wool
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