tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700567856433724150.post5421742296608229494..comments2024-03-26T08:41:38.961-07:00Comments on Lea Sylvestro: Straightening My Underwear DrawerLeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14658809113061483872noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700567856433724150.post-19900806962055127522008-07-13T13:05:00.000-07:002008-07-13T13:05:00.000-07:00Dear Lea,Your beautiful composition reminds me of ...Dear Lea,<BR/><BR/>Your beautiful composition reminds me of an excerpt from an Adrienne Rich poem:<BR/><BR/>Vision begins to happen in such a life<BR/>as if a woman quietly walked away<BR/>from the argument and jargon in a room<BR/>and sitting down in the kitchen, began turning in her lap<BR/>bits of yarn, calico and velvet scraps,<BR/>laying them out absently on the scrubbed boards<BR/>in the lamplight, with small rainbow-colored shells...<BR/>Such a composition has nothing to do with eternity,<BR/>the striving for greatness, brilliance--<BR/>only with the musing of a mind<BR/>one with her body, experienced fingers quietly pushing<BR/>dark against bright, silk against roughtness,<BR/>pulling the tenets of a life together<BR/>with no mere will to mastery,<BR/>only care...<BR/><BR/>Thank you for offering your rainbow-colored shells to us with such care.<BR/><BR/>Love,<BR/>KristinAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com