Sunday, March 24, 2013

Black birch do not care for my despair

Finished another stitched poem fragment.

the brook mocks me more each day

Vintage linen. Pinned to a new covered cork board. I will stitch more fragments of my own poetry, words I love and other people's poems. I will pin them to this board. Just for me.

Obscured the text with some feather stitch braches.


"Just for me," is not entirely true. For everyone I love, whether they know it or not. Whether it means anything to them or not.
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4 comments:

  1. Mr X StitchMarch 24, 2013 at 1:50 PM

    Nicely done, and a lot sweeter than my latest idea, which involves phrases from Urban Dictionary...

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  2. Bascom HogueMarch 24, 2013 at 2:01 PM

    You have done well once again.

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  3. beadgirlMarch 25, 2013 at 9:55 AM

    Beautiful words, beautiful stitches.

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  4. UnknownMarch 28, 2013 at 11:01 AM

    I love this one!! It reminds me of the 13 ways of Looking at a Blackbird poem, for some reason.

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