trustworthy circles

this circle, 
cut from one end,
 lands on linen,
claudia's sleeve, in fact,
and looks to be at home. 
 she called them trustworthy,
these circles,
which makes me wonder.
 and now my stitching,
 cutting, and mending
during this flu
horrendous though it is
has something to be,
to lean into, to become.

a watcher

 when i brought her into my house, into my bedroom
15 years ago, 
i felt her presence.
i grew to love her, 
after i grew to fear her no more.
 rosa rugosa i planted here
 on linen
part of a bundle like this:
 which has handmade
abaca, from some time ago,
when i did an edition of white paper
for a rainy day
you can see
(well, maybe you can't see)
the ecoprints came out
very well, 
from pastel to deep
purple, charcoal, and dots
of rose from staghorn sumac berries
gathered at the new place.
hunker down, all, and safety to you.