Words: Play of Passing Shadows

warp

sidewalk

twisted

cave

 

PLAY OF PASSING SHADOWS

Seventy years and more in this cave

learning to weave. Firelight flickers

shapes on the walls, twisted shadows

of things unimaginable passing

on the sidewalk wound around

out under the sun, or so I’ve heard.

What is the sun but a bigger fire?

All I know is here: shuttle, warp.

The threads are given, the pattern mine.

One comment on “Words: Play of Passing Shadows

  1. Christine Lee Moore says:

    Ooh, I like this one. Relevant to the situation we all find ourselves in these days. Hunkering down. Imagining the world out there. Relying on our skills and hobbies to keep ourselves going.

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