New Year Muse — A Poem by A.E. Wallace

 

I cast on a New Year’s knit;

Although I work grounded in tradition,

My dreams whirl ’round as I sit.

 

Head Over Heels, to this quest I submit

Colour looping needle notes like a jazz musician,

I cast on a New Year’s knit!

 

And how many times might I want to quit?

What duty might I neglect when I slip into my perdition?

My dreams whirl ’round as I sit.

 

Heaven is a comfy chair in a room sunlit

With hours to hone my skill ambition.

I cast on a New Year’s knit.

 

The peril presents when I decide to flit

To a new project, a new pattern, a new yarn temptation.

My dreams whirl ’round as I sit.

 

My dearest hope is that the piece will fit;

I’ve made no test square to check my tension.

I cast on a New Year’s knit.

 

My dreams whirl ’round as I sit.

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