Sashiko

Sashiko from "A contemporary practice of Japanese style mending" by Hilary Jones.


Crazy Quilt
by Jane Wilson Joyce
The Liberty Bell in Philadelphia
is cracked. California is splitting
off. There is no East or West, no rhyme,
no reason to it. We are scattered.
Dear Lord, lest we all be somewhere
else, patch this work. Quilt us
together, feather-stitching piece
by piece our tag-ends of living,
our individual scraps of love.

If fear and pain is the backdrop, then the thread is what holds it all together.
Love is what carries you, for it is always there, even in the dark, or most in the dark, but shining out at times like gold stitches in a piece of embroidery.
—Wendell Berry, from Hannah Coulter
from Patchwork Patterns by Rachel Wilkerson.
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