Sunday, August 2, 2009
Scarlet Afternoon Comments
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A sewing room ablaze with sunlight -
a woman sits, bent over knotted seams,
her auburn hair aglow.
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7/30/2025 3:38:08 AM # 1.0.0
Michael: I like this poem a lot. I like the image of the sewing, the marriage, the fabric, the needle, the blood. Mortal sin marks the spot, but the darkness of the sewing room brightens with God's love and forgiveness for sin, period. Our motality has been swallowed-up by immortality. Michael, I am not preaching. Thank you for your thought provoking poem. Richard