Tapestry
Jennifer Lemming, Bismarck, ND
I start my task for the night,
midnight to the next midnight.
I am to weave myself as I go.
As I sleep, wake, eat, breather,
I am a textile laboratory when even
motionless a particle of my inner self
starts again, Finishing...or starting
In another place. Trying a different pattern,
going back to a finished, unbroken spot
which I unravel before I start weaving
it all again, until I am satisfied
the pattern is me. Lurking in
my weaving material is both
monster and angel dust. Glittering it all up
with radio songs of blues and Jazz,
flowers in my hair, dew droplets across my face
under the moon and stars, twinkles
in the sky. I know the design is complex
but the results will be fabulous.
