I, you and we are
of the same material made,
and we are knit together
in this loose garment
of us tangled so that we
are held free and chained
all at once as craft.

This is called love but it
is more than this: it is a cloth
of cotton and wool, warm
and cool, woven so that
no one can see the stands,
just feel the heat
given full and clean by the
deep whole of it.

 

31/10/2026