If fate is a weaver I make my own cloth

Weaving is a woman’s craft, and I have pulled art
out of air, the shading subtle.  I had strung the warp,
risked it, knowing some patterns fade
before they become weft, pulled apart
and combed smooth, rewoven beneath the shuttle.

Before you call me cold, unturnable
see what was spun for me and allotted.
I am making a live thing, and though the days are long
time is short, and I will not break beauty again
for the sake of passing promise, no matter
how fine the thread.

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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16 Responses to If fate is a weaver I make my own cloth

  1. annotating60 says:

    Susan, this is golden, You have developed such a voice that I here in all your poems now-not really a I’m taking no porisoners tone, but a confidence that goes with your ability to hidden beauties–maybe its because you’re a white witch.>KB

  2. Trent Lewin says:

    This might sound a trite weird but first thing I thought of when I read this was the ending to Sucker Punch, a much maligned and little seen film that packed a wallop for me for reasons I still don’t fully understand. Lest I fully compare you to obscure fandom self-indulgent, know that the ending of that movie, despite all the ho-hum that comes before, is a command to action, and I get the same feeling of the fight from your poem. These are your pieces that I love the most, the ones with the fight in them.

  3. I had to read this several times. I really love it. The tone and words you use are so mesmerizing.
    I’m particularly enthralled with ->
    I am making a live thing, and though the days are long
    time is short, and I will not break beauty again
    for the sake of passing promise, no matter
    how fine the thread.
    Lovely!
    ~ Andrea

  4. yeoldefoole says:

    This is wonderful – just breathtakingly wonderful.

  5. Jeremy Nathan Marks says:

    I really like this, Susan. And what I like is the truth I think you are speaking about creating out of air.

    I wish that more men (and women) would begin to understand that creating and nurturing is so much braver, bolder, and more affirming than “managing” or destroying. If the creator in us is a woman or a female entity, then let’s celebrate the triumphant power of that feminine spirit who dwells in us all.

    What I love about your poetry is that you recognize (and project) the knowledge that creating and nurturing are the fiercest efforts of all. To make life from the hand we are dealt is such a noble and empowering act and you really make this plain, especially here. Lovely work!

    • Jeremy–thank you so much for this comment! You have tapped into this directly. While I do not know if the spirit that creates in or through us is male, female, or something bigger than gender, all that matters is that when fed it can make the immaterial something material, if that makes any sense. We need to find that creative spirit within us and within each other, and nurture that. The “managers” and the tearers-down have been in control for far too long.

  6. Jeremy Nathan Marks says:

    Reblogged this on The Sand County and commented:
    Susan’s has tapped into something that is so beautiful and primary here. And I think she has done it in a way that only she can.

  7. Lindy Lee says:

    Your “managers” & “tearers-down” can be defined in one word, ‘greed’;
    greed which is the cause of all the pain & misery upon this earth. Sad, but doubtful, no other than the greedy will ever be in control…

    • Wow, Lindy–I did not see that at all! That’s what I love about sharing poetry this way… I never would have seen that, until you so eloquently pointed it out! Thank you 😉

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