A void inside saddle-stitched leather,
a thought in the shape of a hand.
He looks at the gloves in the window
and thinks of the shapes of her hands.
She kneads her loaves in the kitchen
and thoughtfully shapes them by hand.
The deliberate arch of your fingers,
worlds of thought in the shape of your hand.
I am a glove full of emptiness
a thought that God shaped like a hand.
--image courtesy of Magpie Tales
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Tuesday, December 28, 2010
An Empty Glove is a Gesture
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Profound.
Love how the word "shape" acts as a poetic thread gently guiding us round perspectives of the hand!
This is lovely, and so deep.
I loved the phrase "a void inside saddle stitched leather." Lovely. I also enjoyed how just the sight of the gloves brought back past memories...
Very well done...
The title of your Magpie is brilliant! As is your writing.
a thought in the shape of a hand - very nice.
A thought in the shape of a hand. I love that.
Love this - especially the ending.
Interesting gesture, deep within the glove are some profound thoughts, finding fingertips to express each one.
Romanitic, sorrowful and utterly utterly beautiful
elegant tale.
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