Forgotten Names

That reminds me of...

that film!

You know, 

the one we watched,

that black and white

French film we saw...

with the man who has brain cancer,

and there's that beautiful scene

with him lying down in the back of a taxi

driving to the hospital

and he passes all of the people

that show up over the course of the film.

There was a young man involved in gang violence,

a broken marriage,

a young kid's first day at school,

a married couple moving to a new city.

Each in their own black and white story,

all moving towards "the end."

© Scott Stark, 2013

Parisian taxi
Photo from Wikimedia Commons

The Weaver

Filaments of red and black

pulled by small, quick fingers -

this is the way my mother did it,

building a pattern

piece by woven piece.

A blanket for the back

of a tired horse,

or a tired child -

on a long Winter walk to Santa Fe -

is now an area rug

in a coffee shop

in Carson City.

© Scott Stark, 2013

19th century Navajo blanket
downloaded from "Indian Blankets and Their Makers"
by George Wharton James (1914)
from Wikimedia Images