Wednesday, March 30, 2011

costuritas


inbetween the wanting and the needing and the wishing and the dreaming, inbetween the vigil
and the daybreak and the whispering ghosts of the morrow, inbetween the rituals and the faceless feasts, the unanswered calls and the hollow halls of delusion, inbetween the heartbeats and the deep breaths, inbetween the willingness and the pulling back, and the wounds left behind,
there, in the inbetweens, i am actually able
constanza's poem

10 comments:

Marcela said...

Que hermoso bordado Connie! me encanta!!
Donde vas a usarlo?

maría cecilia said...

Què poemazo amiga!!!! Hope your calls be answered soon, did you shout them??... and I know you are more able than you know.
big hugs

p.s. a patita asi que no he podido ir a ver la casa en el cerro todavía

maría cecilia said...

ah, y el bordado es sencillamente maravilloso!!!!!

eli said...

oh venía mirando encantada con el bordado pero ese poema, por favor! me conmovió muchísimo, Connie!

Mar said...

WOW what a beautiful poem. Yes Constanza, you can!!!!

Alice said...

Las palabras, el bordado.... pura emoción que viaja... y arriba...

audrey said...

A beautiful self tribute to Constanza's inner strength!
The stitched rag doll is adorable. I love this post!!!!
♥ audrey

raquel said...

hermoso poema ,las puntaditas dicen todo es la vida me encantó saludos

Miss Gracie's House said...

What emotion....beautiful.
Rene
Your words of support for me and my *mess* have been such an encouragement to me...THANK YOU for sharing your heart with me.

Sandra Eterovic said...

Great to meet you Costanza! What a beautiful and rich world you inhabit. :)