Ellen Birkett Morris - "Blind Weaver" and "Back Street/New Orleans."

Blind Weaver

It’s the feel, you see.
The feel of the yarn,
light and fine or
coarse and heavy.
The feel of the yarn
as I pull it through
the frame, gently for a
Summer sweater, tightly
for a woolen scarf.
I see all I need to
by the feel,
don’t you see?

Back Street/New Orleans

Our patch, our patch, our patch of grass
The muddy part that never dried
We threw the ball to the blank sky
There we stood and played our games
We fought and schemed and rode the range
The clothes that flapped above our heads
Washed so often they turned to threads
One for all and all for one
Our wild play was never done
Our patch, our patch, our patch of grass
Paid no heed to social class


Ellen Birkett Morris’ work was nominated for the Pushcart Prize in 2006 and has been published in numerous journals including Juked, The Pedestal Magazine Political Anthology, Alimentum, and The University of Iowa's Daily Palette.  Her work is forthcoming in Gastronomica and Inscape. 

Posted on December 7, 2013 .