Destiny

Charming reflective mood in beautiful rhythm.

The looms are the percussion instruments. Your words provided the harmony. Wonderful poem. I'm guessing by the title there were some ancestors of yours who did this kind of work.

A delight

Such lovely rhythm to the poem.

Lovely

this flows so smoothly and presents images, invokes emotions unexpectedly. Masterful! I love the slow, side-ways build, this.....
"....it is worked into the weave,
then snipped with a sudden,
silent working of such heavy
shears that I forget myself...." is particularly good.

like the revision :)

*posting this here as it said what i wanted to say*

what i really like best is how you show that voyeuristic thing so often felt (i suspect) by most poets ... the outsider observing, considering, weighing and using.

you made me feel this one, taste it, experience the 'slick varnished wood'... i particularly liked that word-choice, because it links in with the other connotations of voyeurism and has a solidity (along with the heavy shears) that contrasts beautifully with the qualities of the thread so delicate, so . . . yeah. i liked

Fantastic

I don't have anything to add other then that I liked the poem. Definite 5.

Cotton

Your lustrous description is what got me interested most with your wording. You almost cast sensation onto me (the viewer). Nicely done.

Thank you

Thank you

I have just made reference to this poem while commenting on my own poem ‘Spiced Lamb with Unleavened Bread’ and thought it would be rude not to comment here directly as well. I commented that “I thought Destiny and the devices used were excellent. However, the Web of the Norns is not now an integral part of our culture and thinking. Therefore the impact was purely intellectual & it needed something additional to give it depth and bite. I thought of commenting this & suggesting the crucifixion would be more powerful – but decided to write about it myself instead.”

I certainly do think your poem is excellent.

Many thanks for your inspiration & I hope you are not too embarrassed by what it gave rise to.