Monday, November 12, 2018

Skeins (Day 663)

We wound the days 
in careful skeins, to save 
in a secret corner.
I knit them now, one by one, 
reforming each pine-tinged 
memory, dimmed by dust 
and age, windtossed, 
confused pages gleaned 
from disembodied books.

(c) 2018, by Hannah Six
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