Friday, April 9, 2010

flourhandsm
isn't it all about touch?
the feel of the cat's tail, so soft.
how it's just as good to rub somebody's back
as it is to have your back rubbed?
how making matzoh balls is as much about making them as eating them?
about how once you decide to get your hands dirty,
you don't mind at all to plunge your hands into the soil
to plant the flowers in spring?
about how while you're swishing the bubbles around in the kids' tub,
you're having fun, too.
about how when you're cutting paper for collage,
you're a little surprised at how much physical work it is,
that your hands hurt from cutting.
and that when you look in the mirror,
just before bed,
and you are caressing into your own skin
the same old lotion,
to make your face
stay the same,
it is all so familiar,
and yet.
not.
you are used to touching someone younger.
you are used to your old self.
it's all ok, though.
here we are.


thanks for reading.
tt

2 Comments:

Blogger Molly said...

beautiful image, beautiful words - as always. I love visiting here, thanks Tara.

April 11, 2010 10:37 AM  
Blogger peachey said...

it is a beautiful rush to read your words.

April 11, 2010 5:08 PM  

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