Alone. Without weft.
Missing woven melodies.
Awaiting my touch.
I was away from my studio for several weeks with an occassional moment of peace. During those moments, I took to writing poetry. I focused on haikus since I discovered Handwoven was having a haiku contest and there was an October 15th deadline which provided a bit of focus. I have submitted two favorites to the magazine; one musical and the other with shades of grey. The other is above.
I missed my loom while I was away. I am sure the feeling is mutual.