Rip And Repair Poem by Renee Marie
Rip And Repair
Rip, cut, tear.
Wet, press, prepare.
Reclaiming fiber from rag...
Find it, free it, feel it BRAG...
I AM alive!
I AM a song!
I AM the message!
I DO belong!
Face me, touch me, watch me still
Making sense of this 'free will'
Saturday, June 22, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
three years after my return to the U.S. after a deployment to Kabul, Afghanistan, I attended a Combat Paper Workshop where we were able to cut-up a combat uniform and turn it into paper art. I created a piece I titled "Freeing the Rag". contact me if you want to see the resuly of that workshop.
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