Björn is the host for tonight’s Quadrille #147, a 44-word poem containing the word “eye.” I was inspired by my visit to Burano and the women there working so meticulously to create lace. Tomorrow is International Women’s Day. Be sure to join me in raising the positive visibility of women and their roles. This year’s lace festival theme, “absence of a hug,” is in recognition of the social distancing and designs born from the past two years.
Eyelet Dreams
Wind-swept rainbows,
the absence of a hug,
a leaning watchtower,
Gros Point above
weblike canals,
tucked in-between
folded handkerchief greetings,
hand-made pinafores
trimmed crisp and clean.
Their history is adorning things,
tiny patterns stitched
in Burano evenings,
on tumbolo pillows
and women’s eyelit dreams.
Yard Sale of Thoughts 
This is absolutely beautiful. The imagery so gentle yet at the same time, powerful as a leaning watchtower.
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Thank you, Lillian. I thought of the eyelets immediately, and it seemed natural to write about this legacy.
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I adore this line: Their history is adorning things.
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Thank you, Grace. 💜
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This line jumped out at me too — so well penned!
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Thank you, Phillip. I wanted to capture a bit of their beauty-these women and their collaborative art.
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You can always call if you need a travel partner! Lol! I want to visit so many places some day!
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Okay, wonderful. I am a traveller, it is true. While I’ve regretted things, I’ve never regretted a single trip.
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That is the one thing in my life I want to do…
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If you can make your own “I ams.” I am a traveler,” “I am discovering new countries” the opportunities will appear. (My two farthings)
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That is a good idea. I like how it makes it all positive and sounding possible.
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And indeed it is.
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I love the subtle rhyme and off rhyme in this. Lovely.
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Thank you kindly, Sophie. So much work for such a tiny thing. Amazing, these women.
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a wonderful homage to the women of Burano and that killer last line !
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Thank you kindly, John. I was hoping to do homage to their lives.
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A gorgeous poem, K. Ending is magnificent. Love this one. 💜
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Thank you. I was glad to capture just a snippet of the beauty of their art and island. 💜
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You’re welcome, K. Is beautiful. 💜
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You paint such beautiful pictures. Today I will raise a glass to you and women everywhere. Never stop fighting till you have true equality. 💖
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Oh marvelous, Hobbo. Cheers to true friendship which forms without regard to race, religion, age, country or sex. 🍷
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Absolutely, 100%. 💖
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🦋 Merci.
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De rien!
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Absolutely gorgeous!
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Thank you kindly, worms. It pales in comparison with these women’s collaborative works.
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Your Quadrille is ~~~ gorgeous.
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Thank you, Helen. 💐
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Beautifully written – a fitting poem to read on International Women’s Day.
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Thank you. It was meant to be. 💜
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I love the way you describe this …. lace takes a lot of resilience and patience… and I hope that post-pandemic it may bloom again
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Indeed.I was amazing by how collaborative lace making could be. Thank you for hosting, Björn.
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Gorgeous writing so alive with imagery!
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Thank you for these kind words. 🦋
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KK, honestly – you put together words that don’t ever occur to me – I love this piece.
-David
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Wow, thank you, David. This comment warms my heart. 💜😃
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So gently and tenderly done. A beautiful poem.
I love this line, “Their history is adorning things,”
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Thank you, Merril. I have many fond memories of this tiny island, and the women there are incredible.
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