kneading flour– I fold into myself
(originally appeared in The Asahi Shimbun, January 15, 2016)
—Cherese Cobb
Issue 16.1 | 16 May 2016
Nice, and deeply felt, Cherese_! __Now to another need of flower, as we watch the garden; thanks for this inspiration_. Smiles_!
sun kneads earth into flower's stem open pettles
_m
__Ooops, >petals.<
I love the allusion to kneading being a meditative practice, lovely work.
bread baking – the new house smells like home
Sometimes mundane, repetitive tasks are just what's needed to drift off in thought. Very nice.
marion
So rich. As you fold flour to knead it so the poet folds into herself. in meditation? A dance of joy? Lovely.
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May 16th, 2016 at 9:18 am
Nice, and deeply felt, Cherese_!
__Now to another need of flower, as we watch the garden; thanks for this inspiration_. Smiles_!
sun kneads
earth into flower's stem
open pettles
_m
May 16th, 2016 at 10:05 am
__Ooops, >petals.<
May 16th, 2016 at 3:02 pm
I love the allusion to kneading being a meditative practice, lovely work.
bread baking – the new house smells like home
May 23rd, 2016 at 4:05 am
Sometimes mundane, repetitive tasks are just what's needed to drift off in thought. Very nice.
marion
May 23rd, 2016 at 6:03 am
So rich. As you fold flour to knead it so the poet folds into herself. in meditation? A dance of joy?
Lovely.