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Nov 2016
Been obsessed with weaving
Warp and weft  
Under over
Around and back

I like to roll the fiber between my fingers
I get messy with my merino with my flaxen string

Over under

I fray and layer
Back and around
My mountains are jewel green silk
Spun by brown hands in Peru

Maybe

I like how loose spun galaxy blue
Feels like galaxy blue
It's texture and grain
Make me look for
Blue star stains on my fingers
As back and around
I weave

I am a pretend fate
Feeling my fiber
Weaving myself
wool mountains and silken seas

Like so many women
In and out
Of time
Written by
Betsy  California
(California)   
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     Lior Gavra and Pax
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