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     Theliterarythug Newbie Poster Username: Theliterarythug Post Number: 8 Registered: 11-2007 Rating: N/A |
Brothers of the delta and the still darkened corner Sisters of the dust and the south puget basin Come and receive this slender thread Oh Mothers! Oh Fathers! Oh Healing, wounded daughters And Sons to communities and sons to the abyss Join together to receive this slender thread Come, my city, to weave and love and talk And Create in worlds from the all too real That seem more real that the material seen All in the receiving of this slender thread. Families!, Come weave for Sunday clothes For Heirlooms, for covers to make it through Unheated winters, and for the simple Yet urgent need for creative expression And the life giving power of this slender thread If you have nothing, people, then come with your Bare bones, your strands, your Pictures and your symbols to connect To a world beyond this fractious corner To a place of validation and blessed assurance That doesn’t come from a needle, a bump-up Or a Pentecostal shack. Come, my Tacoma disconsolate, from wherever block You may languish, find in this sowing praise circle The vivid streaks of color, light and life You have long tried to seek, And say to the material world “We have joy here! We have humanity! And we will find a way out of no way For every other way has been taken.” Come, Tacoma Come and receive this slender thread |
