I nEEd a tiTLE
Wednesday, 15 August 2007
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I nEEd a tiTLE
6
responses
satin
needles
and
plenty of
hours
shimmering
changing
the
light
hidden in garages
in
forgotten
cupboards
and drawers
pink pearl silver
and
white
I remember
my grandfather
stitching sequins
onto
tutus
many years
ago
artwork The Dancer (Kim Barker)
The Making of Fond Memories
Kim, I love the painting and the poem. Only a ballerina could paint one so well.
Great title Boyd !!!!
I have many memories of my ballet "past"....and this poem reflects a particularly fond memory of us on the Eisteddfod "road" and the image of my Grandfather ....(sewing the tiny sequins on to our tutus).....is still imprinted in my mind.....
thank you for your comment :)
Then, still ... :)
Very interesting Edrei....
I like the juxtaposition... :)
quite provocative !!!
Memories Dance in my Mind like Pearls.
that's beautiful Jani.....
thank you :)