your needles, throughout my childhood and beyond
Tracy Davidson lives in Warwickshire, England, and writes poetry and flash fiction. Her work has appeared in various publications and anthologies.
The Clickety-Clack of Needles
I’ve kept back from the scores of charity bags
everything you ever knitted.
Even the really old stuff
I can’t remember you ever wearing.
Even the really naff stuff (sorry mum!)
I can’t believe you knitted in the first place.
The aesthetics don’t matter. Whether
I’ll wear things doesn’t matter.
What matters is the work you put in
to them, the hours, days, weeks
and months you spent sitting
on the sofa, clickety-clacking
your needles, throughout
my childhood and beyond.
I don’t want strangers rummaging through
your precious woollens, buying them
only to unpick them for the wool
or to re-use the buttons elsewhere.
I look at them and see you as you were
when they were made, healthy and happy.
I will treasure them, along with
those memories of you.
Tracy Davidson, Warwickshire
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