kneading flour–
I fold into
myself

 

 

 

(originally appeared in The Asahi Shimbun, January 15, 2016)


5 Responses

  1. magyar Says:

    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

  2. magyar Says:

    __Ooops, >petals.<

  3. janewilliams Says:

    I love the allusion to kneading being a meditative practice, lovely work.

    bread baking – the new house smells like home

  4. seaviewwarrenpoint Says:

    Sometimes mundane, repetitive tasks are just what's needed to drift off in thought. Very nice.

    marion

  5. hammerandtongs Says:

    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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