Opening by C. Murray

shadows

 
 
the three are shadows
silken spider-weavers
hidden close by a laurel tree
 
they cast out their silvers like fishing line with baited
hooks / food for worms
 
they cast out their silver threads they draw them back in
red and frayed / time weary
 
some say that they sit behind mirrors watching lives
pass through a room :
 
that they spindle their thread/ that they are blind /that
 
they are simply bent to the work that they were given
and never a stitch is dropped /
 
that is not picked up and brought clean again / for they
simply do their job
 
by touch by hand by long and patient experience with
the vagaries of man
 
    .and woman,
.

unleash the skein

 

red thread the open wound
and from it a thin red rivulet
 
will drain into a metal dish
and curl into water
 
no more now
it is just a stitch
 
stitches
 
wound gash is drawn to and threaded
dust of glass in the wound ground in
round the heel and spiral down to
 
blue glass pummelled beyond crystal
 
a useless moon dust
pounded to glass
the red thread lets
no light in

    .the shards are so small,

Shadows and Unleash The Skein are from a forthcoming book, The Blind. © C. Murray
Unleash The Skein was first published in Three Red Things, Smithereens Press, June 2013

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