Poetry by Betty Farber
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I’ve always been adept
At taking out the knots That appear mysteriously In shoelaces, yarn and string. It’s truly satisfying To unravel the strands Using my hands and fingers And restore to its proper state That which is in chaos. “It shows that you have patience,” My mother used to say. That may be so. But what makes it intriguing Are the twists and connections, Like a riddle you need to puzzle out. Poetry is like that too. Except instead of hands and fingers You use imagination To unravel the meaning. And a little patience helps too.
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AuthorBetty Farber lives in New York City. She is a great-grandmother of six. Archives
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