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THE WEAVERS
The weavers know
The strength inside our fingers
Earth’s deep undertow
Where spider mama lingers
Giving us her roots and shoots
To express our need
For all things must be held
Big and small
Flowers and weeds
Dry and wet
All that we know
And don’t know yet
The strength inside our fingers
Earth’s deep undertow
Where spider mama lingers
Giving us her roots and shoots
To express our need
For all things must be held
Big and small
Flowers and weeds
Dry and wet
All that we know
And don’t know yet
Published 12th Feb 2021
| Edited 13th Feb 2021
Author's Note
silent_sound got this ball rolling...
Dedicated with love to my amazing Pomo weaver friend Corine.
Dedicated with love to my amazing Pomo weaver friend Corine.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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12th Feb 2021 8:48pm
12th Feb 2021 9:09pm
Anonymous
12th Feb 2021 9:13pm
This is magic and big love. Gardeners can hurl brick and slab all day yet that through those callouses, when needs be, to understand a seedling's skin and spine.
This is beautifully perfectly expressed.
This is beautifully perfectly expressed.
12th Feb 2021 9:31pm
Anonymous
12th Feb 2021 9:36pm
"The weavers know
The strength inside our fingers
...
For all things must be held
Big and small"
Probably for me. best lines i have read for a while, the ending also...i keep coming back to it....totally got to me tonight. gonna nominate for POM
The strength inside our fingers
...
For all things must be held
Big and small"
Probably for me. best lines i have read for a while, the ending also...i keep coming back to it....totally got to me tonight. gonna nominate for POM
12th Feb 2021 9:41pm
So glad to pass inspiration from me into you, and much gratitude for the POM nomination!
13th Feb 2021 6:32pm
13th Feb 2021 6:43pm
15th Feb 2021 3:00am
This is beautiful, Kumar. Like nomoth, I keep coming back to it. It feels warm and woodsy. I feel a connection to the picture you paint.
The ending...
“All that we know
And don’t know yet”
There’s a comfort in the fact that we don’t know everything, and therefore constantly learning.
The ending...
“All that we know
And don’t know yet”
There’s a comfort in the fact that we don’t know everything, and therefore constantly learning.
15th Feb 2021 3:14am
