Neutral Tones Color Palette for Inspiration

In the days before synthetics from China,
women knitted. My Brownie teacher taught me
at seven, words or wool, anyone can master it.
First, the unraveling of elusive, possibly false
strands of memory.

Next, you settle into long days, row after row,
hoping for a garment approximating truth,
knowing anything re-knitted is always a little
uneven, a compromise at best. I make no mention
of the casting off.

The way your hands finding nothing
to do now, start searching for trouble again,
unearthing that old thing in the back
of the wardrobe just itching for a make-over,
a whole new life.

In the days before synthetics from China,
women knitted. My Brownie teacher taught me
at seven, words or wool, anyone can master it.
First, the unraveling of elusive, possibly false
strands of memory.

Diane Brown