Linda Studley

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I Am Like a Restrung Guitar

Unwound, unwound, unwound
with lowering  moans and sighs the old dead strings
give up their place. A release
of tension. Freed from peg and anchor
they lie, silent on the floor.

New strings spring from enveloped coils;
leap out, eager to take their place,
to discover their voices.
Wound, wound, wound
with hopeful ascending trills
and the music is renewed
and renews.

It takes time and patience,
constantly re-tuning to reach the right notes,
but new strings are willing to stretch,
willing to take the tension
just so they can sing.

I am that guitar.
I have new strings.
Sing with me.


All Things

All things do not come,
neither to the one who waits
nor to the one who seeks.
All things do not care
how patient or
how curious you are.
All things are just things
after all.


My Mother’s Quilt – Part II

Baltimore Album
Hand appliqued, hand quilted
Legacy of love.

Testament to skill.
Tribute to perseverance.
Homage to patience.

A source of comfort
beyond words or memories,
soft beneath my hand.


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