Toby, this is beautiful. So gentle and packed with images that in other hands could have turned harsh. It is subtly rhythmic, giving a sense of the sea, and the parallel motion of sewing, the in and out, tide and thread. In fact, so many echoes of this motion, with the coming and going of the boatman too. I really enjoyed it.
Oh my gosh - this is fast becoming one of my favourites. I agree with Kathie-Louise about the rhythmic nature of the tale. You've nailed the simplicity - there's so much there, but told so simply and honestly. And I really can't go by a tale about tailors and sewing. The revelation at the end made me a little teary, I confess. I love this tale - thank you!
Oh Toby. Thank you so much for sharing these soft, tender words and images. They landed on me in a time of physical distress. I feel the gentle threads pulling me back together.
Toby, this is beautiful. So gentle and packed with images that in other hands could have turned harsh. It is subtly rhythmic, giving a sense of the sea, and the parallel motion of sewing, the in and out, tide and thread. In fact, so many echoes of this motion, with the coming and going of the boatman too. I really enjoyed it.
oh goodness thank you so much for this lovely comment! 🥰 so glad its movement brought you along!
Oh my gosh - this is fast becoming one of my favourites. I agree with Kathie-Louise about the rhythmic nature of the tale. You've nailed the simplicity - there's so much there, but told so simply and honestly. And I really can't go by a tale about tailors and sewing. The revelation at the end made me a little teary, I confess. I love this tale - thank you!
thank you!! 💜
Beautifully written, there seems a bit of Charon in this. A love never-ending, but we always live within the shadow of death.
there is indeed! :)
Oh Toby. Thank you so much for sharing these soft, tender words and images. They landed on me in a time of physical distress. I feel the gentle threads pulling me back together.