Patch Work

A poem

Quilt and photo both courtesy of my wonderful mom. :) ❤️

I haven’t written a poem in a while. I’ve been busy with ‘doing’. Doing requires planning, a steady movement, a sort of armor. For me, poetry is feeling, stillness, openness. But with the shorter days and misty weather we’ve been having, I’ve recently felt the urge to poe again. So I’ve started to put a few lines down here and there. However, the poem I’ve been thinking about the most this last week was one I wrote for this year’s February Poetry Adventure:

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Patch Work

If we could see the blind stitches 
in the seams of each unique soul  

perhaps  

we would understand 
how many pieces 
we’ve all been cut into  

perhaps  

we would comprehend 
how much work it’s taken 
to quilt ourselves back together  

perhaps  

we would accept 
all of us are just  
hanging on by threads  

perhaps  

we might find beauty  
in the comfort  
of our patchwork pattern

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You know how much I love community. Community is often created from pieces that may, at first, seem like they don’t go together. It may feel like too many pieces and not enough unity. But with patient stitches and thoughtful construction, often, the final quilt is more interesting than one single piece of fabric. So I’ll keep looking for the beauty in our worn edges. I’ll acknowledge the rends. And I’ll keep stitching.

Love you, Petra ❤️

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