weaving a little bit

i have been pretty overwhelmed by the wendy crisis 

happening on the heels

 of the new sadnesses about john and ed

but i wove a little bit 

during these six days. 

my mother's birth name,

*(elva) weaver*

became meditation

in my hands,

when they held

shifu making,

and not border collie.

(some things made

or in the process)

 and this is wendy tonight

looking around in early twilight 

from the stoop

that's dogbane for paper.

 wendy earlier

chased a teasing chipmunk a couple of feet

without a stumble,

happily surprised me!

we're not sure if it's muscle atrophy,

because her heart is working way too hard,

weakness, or a spine issue.

 she is less wobbly

though still stumbles a bit.

when i came home from school,

she was at the back door,

singing the mom song in greeting.

the first in sooo long.