I'm always at home with Something A Bit Different, so - no photo of knitting today - but instead, to celebrate Knitting and Crochet Blog Week 2012, I've, er, written a poem. The first poem in which I've mentioned knitting, I believe!
What Shall Remain of Us Is Love
This bright paper
The slow burn of chemicals as the image comes to light
Her shoulder against yours
Faces smiling towards
The sun of that day on the cathedral.
Though the paper curls
The sepia tint holds that day –
But let it go – the paper quills into a little scroll –
Rolls to the back of the drawer.
Buttons, candle-ends, playing cards
Crowd in front,
Old loose pins nudge and rust.
Those strong hands are gone –
But this scarf stays stitched, this gift
From those fingers
Which felt the slow twist of the yarn,
Pushed the stitches along the bent needle.