trustworthy circles

this circle, 

cut from one end,

 lands on linen,

claudia's sleeve, in fact,

and looks to be at home. 

 she called them trustworthy,

these circles,

which makes me wonder.

 and now my stitching,

 cutting, and mending

during this flu

horrendous though it is

has something to be,

to lean into, to become.

trustworthy.

a watcher

 when i brought her into my house, into my bedroom

15 years ago, 

i felt her presence.

i grew to love her, 

after i grew to fear her no more.

 rosa rugosa i planted here

 on linen

part of a bundle like this:

 which has handmade

abaca, from some time ago,

when i did an edition of white paper

saved

for a rainy day

you can see
(well, maybe you can't see)

the ecoprints came out

very well, 

from pastel to deep

purple, charcoal, and dots

of rose from staghorn sumac berries

gathered at the new place.

hunker down, all, and safety to you.