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Button lies heavy.
It’s hard, black surface
Standing still and
Finding small comfort
Among the shiny, wrinkled ribbons
Of deep red.

Button reaches –
Touching the sister ribbon
Of faded yellow-green
Wanting what the ribbons have.

Ribbons so entangled.
Enmeshed in the softness
That cloud-like yarn offers
In gratitude.

They hardly notice
Button’s earnest effort;
Feeling only the weight.
Glass button, a sharp contrast.

Button, oh ill shaped button
Not a square, nor a circle
Who made you?

How is it you have landed here?

Loretta Warner, I Love Knitting
Poet and writer who uses all things textile – as a distraction.


Shooting the close-up shots of my Short Coat with Plaited Fronts
The accident of having my camera at settings too dark,
I saw something that amazed me.

May I please present “My World”.

So clearly I see the connection to all things.
That it slaps me in the face.
How is it that the world shows up as a button?

All I know is, I’m grateful!

Always and forever, your seamstress in Berkeley,