She knits acrylic hosannas
in limegreen, pink and yellow
skeins of skinny spun dreams
dressing lamina dolls with painted
on shoes or only torsos topping
toilet paper with plantation width
skirts. hooked loops from baby
yarn blue yellow


Splaylegged as a boy on the train
gruff and sure with her hook
her needle flashing in dim
air flying fingers prowess
mammy-made woven-thread things
the weaver was a woman was a man


our dresser our clothier our maker
moves digits through small space
constriction shapes grace


Hope knew no halleluias
nothing in excelsis
her agnostic singer
ran riffs on necessity's inventions


mothering changes on blank fabrics
wringing the night's pause
whirring into dawn whirring into dawn whirring into dawn
easter ensembles winter protections
a style re:
visioned whole, sound.







c1995 Akua Lezli Hope
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