SILENCE by Becky Hemsley

"SILENCE"
by Becky Hemsley

It was the Sunday market

And as I wandered down the aisles

An older woman weaving

Made me stop and watch awhile

She wove a little blanket

But the thread she used was odd

For it wasn’t wool or yarn she used

But words pulled from a pot

She threaded up her needle

With a string of “I love you”

And she wove them into “help me”

Braided with “I miss you too”

Then “no” a hundred times

Rose from her pot as silver thread

And I saw that she had named her stall

The Blankets of Regret

And as I stood and watched her then

I saw “I love you” fade

And “help me” slowly disappeared

And “no” began to wane

Her blanket had become a quilt

Of pale translucency

And I asked if I could hold this thing

That I could barely see

I expected light and air

But it lay heavy in my hands

And I had to ask about it

For I had to understand

So I asked “what are you weaving?”

And she told me “everyday

I weave the silence left by words

We’re too afraid to say”

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Becky Hemsley 2020

Artwork by Olga Haidamaka

'Silence' is from my first collection:

https://a.co/d/dL4DwIk

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