Going in, I need to be
completely clean —
no burrs, no barbs, no sticky spots
to catch at the fragile web.
If I am to piece together
from these parts as soft and thin as petals,
a garment that will serve to cover us,
give us a name, a role,
a way to hold ourselves,
Then I must sew it deftly —
no rips or tears to render it
in need of still more sewing
So let me pause here first,
let all investment fall away
that I may be
a good instrument,
and my work true.
©Wendy Mulhern
September 15, 2013
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