Saturday, October 15, 2011

a sweater for Justina

This is my second sweater. It's for my friend, Justina the artist, and she is trading me a painting for it.

It's one of the many things I have wanted to complete, so I can move on, so I can create new things, but I have been forced to linger on it. And on Godel, Escher, Bach. And on an empty bank account. And on old poems and stories. And on bookshelves. And on 149 pounds. And on this notebook that seems to contain nothing but To-Do lists. And on an insidious awkwardness and distance between me and Tim. And on a job that sends me home crying at least once a week.

I just want to go forward. (And I am, but so slowly. More slowly than ever. Always forward, never back. But never enough. Is there a reward for this slogging? What do you think?)


  1. what a beautiful looking sweater, and obviously knitted carefully and lovingly. i especially love that it will be exchanged for another creation, a painting. glorious.

    love to you amidst all the slowness and peeling of time.

  2. There must be a reward for the slogging.
    Sometimes the reward comes
    but we don't know it was a reward until
    we're slogging again.
    Sometimes this baptism feels like
    it's taking place in thick water.
    This is all to say....I as present as possible.


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