Simply A Yarn
By luigi_pagano
- 2225 reads
A dedicated worker.
It’s been years since she last knitted
but she is not likely to drop a stitch.
A lot of nieces have duly been fitted
with garments made without a hitch.
It is a skill that one doesn’t forget;
once learnt, is remembered forever.
A common stitch is a flat stockinet,
the knack of which is rather clever.
By alternating knit stitches and purl
simple, plain fabrics can now be made.
These words were told to her as a girl
and what she heard would never fade.
On the occasion of an uncle’s birthday
the knitting needles were put to good use.
Now that there is a baby on the way
she could not wish for a better excuse.
Out comes the wool and relevant pattern
and gets to work with passion and zeal
she won’t be seen as a slob or a slattern,
she wants to show she is the real deal.
The style to follow is taken as read:
perpendicular wales, known as the weft.
She’ll do a jacket with some of the thread
and a pair of booties with what is left.
© Luigi Pagano 2013
- Log in to post comments
Comments
I like the way you put this
I like the way you put this poem together Luigi, It reminded me of my mum, who back in the 1960s and 70s was addicted to knitting. Her needles could be heard clicking constantly...especially of an evening. Thanks for sharing. Jenny.
- Log in to post comments
Hi Luigi, It must have been
Hi Luigi, It must have been as addictive for them knitting, as it is for us reading and writing. Hope you're having a good day. Jenny. x
- Log in to post comments
My gran taught me to knit on
My gran taught me to knit on a visit to her house when I was little. I can clearly remember how she and my mother were in fits of laughter at my serious determination, but by the end of that night I was rewarded with a lifelong interest, for which I will always be grateful to my granny and fondly remember her for.
Really enjoyed your poem.
- Log in to post comments