The spinner

 
She keeps pulling at me, stretching me
like spinning yarn at the wheel;
I keep thinking I will break
but in the master’s hands
I:  threading for infinity
She: gently humming
 
 
© Meisaan Chan
 
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  1. Thanks, Dennis! Much appreciated. Hope all is well for you –

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