Showing posts with label boro. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boro. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

real things

 things reflected
refracted
the eye fooled
 it happens frequently
glennis wrote about a machine that sews 
like boro
i see outside
through puzzle of glass and screening
and still try to sort 
inside from out
out from in
and i take a photo 
of more boro
but that's not 
what it really is
instead it's a fashion shoot
on newsprint
faded and sunprinted
but false as the machine
that pretends to be arthritic old fingers
piecing together a life 
from scraps
what do we do about this thing
profit, commerce
that tries to make a buck
from thrift and modesty
and even poverty?

Sunday, September 18, 2011

the day

 large hands can manage a few boro stitches
boro and sundowners
(for you who know)  
 melissa reminded me
though she didn't know it
dogbane
 there were a few seedpods left
 so i harvested a packbasketful
in the meadow
(the hill mist and i used to charge up,
jump a fence at the top,
continue on...another life ago)
noted: a large scat. coyote?
bear?
certainly canine-like
 then went to get some wild grapes
i've encouraged them in front of my house
for birds
for privacy
for pleasure
 for a bundle or two
or shifu dyeing
i may take a big chance 
dye a larger shifu cloth
what do i have to lose?

Contact Form

Name

Email *

Message *