Wrathful Charm

Wrathful Charm

Wrathful Charm

Stitch by stitch
Seaming years
Just slipped by,
And those still
To overcome,
Below the
Window sill
She sat to
Sew her new
White curtain.


Bach’s chords revealed
The home spirit
She’s so craved for.


Her piercing look
Stretched out with
Her spread material,
While Hitchcock’s guile
Sneaked in , changing
Needle into sword.