Winter is not as bitter
with a scarf
& romantic gestures
two balls of eyelash yarn
- cast on the rows
- bind loosely
To the family I was christened to under God:
a blue one for my older sister, a swimmer
a brown one for my younger sister, a rider
& a black one, for my other mother, newly divorced.
- garter stitch
I used to make them slanted with holes in the middle &
secrets slipped through them
I’ve gotten better since.
In the 1950’s
women would use knitting needles
in attempts to give themselves abortions.
I count them
the pairs of sticks I inherited from my grandmother.
- knit across ridges
Thousands of years ago
the thin bones of animals
were used as needles.
- with crochet hook
a girl keeps warm
through the two thousand year war
by threads finished in my hands.
- slip off the single
he is still in love
& so I send my thickest
to lower down the tower wall
or to bind inside.
Libby Copa has degrees from Prescott College and Hamline University. Her work has appeared in the publications Hanging Lose, DASH, Matter, Word Fountain, and Breadcrumb Scabs. She loves a good adventure.