PENELOPE Poem by Luz Mary Giraldo
PENELOPE
Rating: ★5.0
Making groundless conjectures
she closes her eyes and unmakes time:
she folds and weaves
she knits with silver thread the blanket of life
she unknits the tunic of absence.
Weaver
dove of expectation
she invents
the bird that sings
when light ends.
Thursday, June 28, 2018
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2/27/2026 4:31:54 PM # 1.0.0
A poignant rendition of words elegantly crafted with artistic brilliance. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing Luz.