Spools of
Thread
I raise
needle to my eye level
Impatiently,
feed the licked end
Through the
eye; tie a knot
Begin my careful stitches…
I want to cross-stitch
your name
Muttering
grace after grace
on a casement
spread
Under the
laburnum dripping gold…
Tell me, why
life is short
Why is it
bliss and what its price..?
Fond husband...
It is late
noon in our backyard
Our spirits,
like the cut flowers
Have begun to
wane…
Before the
night leans against the door
I must finish
my crafts-work; weaving
My joys, my
longings, my incoherent mutterings,
Gift wrap
them in intractable scents and sweats
-to let you feel and
smell through
----- a
lace-draped window
in the night of leave-taking
When there’s no light…
Us could
remain with all the fond details
…with feelings: not obsessed, therefore
pure.
to tidy up your mind
In the
silence of my sickroom
Clasp me with
your frail hands for the last time
And leave….
Written for : Poetry Jam
Very vividly described the putting of thread in the needle and it must be very nice to weave the name of beloved.
ReplyDeleteVandana, Thank you for the visit...your comment thrills me always :))
DeletePanchaliji, you have an eye for details.The threading of the needle , embroidering the name of the beloved with coloured thread , the imagery of times of the day are very well woven.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the adorable comment... coming from you that quite a compliment, Kalpana. :)
DeleteSuch vivid and enticing details. In love with the words of your poem.
ReplyDeleteThat was a lovely compliment, Abhra...! Thank you for getting involved with the poem that deeply...
DeleteThis is so moving Panchali.Thoughts like these prompted me to write Passing Moment.Yes,as we go on in age the poignancy of our short domicile on earth hits sharp,one does not know what lies ahead.
ReplyDeleteIndu, You have caught the exact nuance of the poem with amazing neatness. I just sooo loved your poem-Passing Moment...Yes, the future is
Deleteunknown...waiting!! Life is unpredictable...
Thanks for that inspiring comment :))
A very thoughtful poem, Panchali. Indeed in a lifetime one has only so much time to do one's 'weaving' before the light wanes. The last stanza is very moving. Hopefully before the two clasp hands for the last time, all the stitches will have been made and one's life work will have been completed.
ReplyDeleteThanks for coming by and sharing your thoughts... Been a long time since I cross stitched & seems like I've forgotten some things., so got into this in-depth cross-stitching.
DeleteThanks you so much, can't wait to actually complete the work before the light gets lost in an abyss of darkness.
Thanks a bunch, Mary! :)
Panchali, you wondered why you had not received an announcement of the prompt. If you have 'joined' the Poetry Jam site, you should have. That is if you have something like "Feedly" which delivers new posts to you. Another way is to follow Poetry Jam on Facebook, where the new posts are also announced. (But really they go up the same time every Tuesday night - here - and will continue to do so, but we will be taking a short break of two weeks over the holiday season.) Always happy to see you there!
ReplyDeleteMary, I am a follower of Poetry Jam, yet, I fail to get alerts in my space. That is what is bugging me...Now, I shall keep checking every tuesday...:)))
DeleteThanks for coming back..I am humbled :)
Labor of love for an endearing person. It's just fascinating to be shown the patience expected in weaving and knitting. Not to talk of the talents and skills involved. Great job in the poetry and also the weaving Panchali!
ReplyDeleteHank
Wow...coming from you, Hank..this is huge compliment!! Thanks a lot, for reading...and for that encouragement :))
Deletesmiles... I have such a difficult time threading needles.
ReplyDeleteOh, it's terrible. Every time I go cross-eyed trying to thread your needle? LOL...
DeleteThanks!
Sounds like there are many fine threads that bind you with your husband.
ReplyDeleteYou read it well, Robyn. Thanks a bunch.:)
DeleteI specially like this part:
ReplyDeleteweaving
My joys, my longings, my incoherent mutterings,
Gift wrap them in intractable scents and sweats
Lovely share ~
Grace
Thanks for reading and it's always great to read your feedback, Heaven. :)
Deletenice...weaving is like a meditation, a doing over and over and an act of creation...
ReplyDeletethe end is bitter sweat for me...the giving of them the permission to move on, at least as i read it...
Thanks for a generous comment, Brian. The last part is bitter-sweet..but, its reality and people make their own reality...:)))) Thanks so much for reading...
Deletebeautiful words carefully,passionately and lovingly sewn for us...... :)
ReplyDeleteA bit realistic one, Sumana. Thanks for reading and for your encouragement :)))
DeleteLast lines are so beautiful Ma'm :')
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked it...Thanks so much, Anil. :))
DeleteYou thread verses meaningfully,Panchali.
ReplyDeleteThank you, rudraprayag :))
DeleteWhat a beautiful and poiganat scene..wonderful write..
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot, Jae! :)
DeleteVery beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rajesh.
DeleteThere is a lot of love and caring in this and life does seem so short. Some lovely details and images here. Thanks for sharing this at Poetry Jam,
ReplyDeletePanchali, I used to do a lot of embroidery and can so relate to each detail here. You painted it perfectly! Tender and sad ending.
ReplyDeleteYour poems make me smile always :-)
ReplyDeleteI love this...so very beautifully said.
ReplyDeleteWonderful lines Panchali !
ReplyDeleteThe needle and thread story...yes, it takes patience and attention to make them bond together. Loved your poem!
ReplyDeleteTouching and heartwarming Ma'am!
ReplyDeleteHi Panchali Di,
ReplyDeleteGreetings!!
You have the art and the heart to weave emotions along with the threads and create wonders with your words.
Magical is your poem ,as ever...
Regards
Odyzz
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ReplyDeleteSo wonderful post... The threads of your words entangled me... Kudos
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Dear Panchali !
ReplyDeleteI wish you and your relatives a Happy New Year 2014 !
Lucia
Very carefully sewn after threading meticulously, Panchali! Have a lovely New Year!
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