Nov 2020
Row upon row
knitted and unpicked
Not sure of how
To make it fit
It all unravelled
Over and over
Plain and purl
In various designs
With you in mind
To make it special
The wool a rich brown
Dyed and hung to dry
In thick strands
So now a complete piece
Lies in waiting
Not yet finished
Or in full concept
It was meant to be
Made to measure
A sure fit style
With chain mail pattern
To protect you
Through all weathers
And climates of the time
So what is needed
Is to make it up
Or cast on
And begin again!
knitted and unpicked
Not sure of how
To make it fit
It all unravelled
Over and over
Plain and purl
In various designs
With you in mind
To make it special
The wool a rich brown
Dyed and hung to dry
In thick strands
So now a complete piece
Lies in waiting
Not yet finished
Or in full concept
It was meant to be
Made to measure
A sure fit style
With chain mail pattern
To protect you
Through all weathers
And climates of the time
So what is needed
Is to make it up
Or cast on
And begin again!
This poem was inspired when I wanted to make a jumper for my boyfriend. He loved the wool, but I couldn't get it right despite my best efforts. It felt a metaphor for our way of seeing things and sadly I never completed the jumper and we parted.
