The Loom, a Collage-Poem

by R. Magrisso


Time passes and everything changes,
But nothing changes very much.

Four Ancient Women are weaving the Life-Times,

The Loom is as big as a galaxy.

The threads are invisible to us, but have
Something to do
With Cause and Effect.

Threads, connecting threads between lives
And deaths,
Connections, relationships, synchronicities,
But mostly,


We’re too busy to notice, too much to do.
Life is work or else, sleep or else unconsciousness.

Is there another way?

Can one get a glimmer of the threads now and again
and live

In the Weave?