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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=515931" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lady On The Loom!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the old folk lore, at her loom the old lady in the sky, <br>Spins dreams and wisps of clouds in the blink of an eye, <br>One of them could have been mine, <br>Not to believe in anything is no longer a comfort but a whine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The warp- the foundation thread stretches, languidly lengthwise on the loom, <br>While the weft thread entwines in the arms of the warp, <br> for different types of cloths allowing room, <br>The trees chastised by the wind gather strength, so is the warp beaten.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To analyze the relation of line to line, that stretches from skyline to horizon <br>Without considering the texture, is an artistic affection, <br>Now place line on line braid the textures of the fecund threatening clouds, <br>Where necessary interlace with the Seraphic cross-sectional symbols, <br> Brilliant Sun, honeyed Moon, the burst of stars, under it let the flowers assemble, <br>Kill that moment there & postpone the problem of the next, <br>Let’s run from tree to tree, till the last hard veer from each other, so dressed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That step, the binding thread from sensualism to irrevocable cynicism binds us together, <br>A piece of disjunctivity—where form, matter &texture hadn’t coincided.<br>Like two trucks entering one lane junction at the same time, <br>Stakes are high, but never has one collided.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The butterfly shuttle hovers, with it’s colors weft thread rescues, with a purpose<br>Finally under the blue skies, the cloth is spun; let’s together lie down in it once again, <br>Thus the old lady shall dispose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Seema. Joglekar<br>26September-2009</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Seema+joglekar">Seema joglekar</a><div class=q>
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Spins dreams and wisps of clouds in the blink of an eye, 
One of them could have been mine, 
Not to believe in anything is no longer a comfort but a whine.

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