31.5.11

Mending

























"The rain does not cool and is a sticky one
to the present and the place.
Is it a weakness, yours for narcotics?
The trees levitate and become mountains.
You stand in the water inside a melancholy boulder.
Now you're a flying sandwich."

(Lesle Lewis: The Menders and the Breakers)

Kommentare:

sjmcdowell hat gesagt…

Mending..I think I will start mending....the world....
one stitch..at a time...

Your picture of mending conjured
up this trail of thought.

Peace and Smiles,

susan

ArtSparker hat gesagt…

Mending is so circular, I think it is more emotionally satisfying than creating (Creating!) in a lot of ways. I wonder if it has any sort relation to maternal feelings?