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Memory quilt....
by Karen Palumbo
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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                            Memory Quilt.......

Buried in an open box, behind a musty bookcase,
belonging to a woman alive a century past.
A long skinny mirror surrounded in carved wood,
broken glass on the floor, wood frame made to last.

A chest filled with long dresses, aprons to match,
feathered hats in hatboxes neatly arranged in a row.
Old button top shoes scraped and well worn,
small family photographs, many children in tow.

Patches of cloth remaining useless to most,
bundled together with no place to go.
Thick, thin, with silk, white lace, and fringe,
old nightgowns, shirts, baby blankets, all in a row.

Many different colors in multi designs,
pink, blue, yellow, orange, purple, and green.
Fabrics with stripes, plaids, stars, and flowers,
miniscule pieces of memories woven in between.

Wipe off the dust from the burlap bags,
each precious piece a story to unfold.
Cut squares and triangles, what to design,
with a cornucopia of dreams and wishes never told.

As with life, each stitch represents a breath,
from the very beginning through to the end.
Thread that glistens from teardrops shed,
each square, each triangle, approaching a bend.

Arranging the order into an unbroken spiral,
representing past, present, and future yet to appear.
Surrounded in swarms of solid colors that blend,
offering stability, resoluteness, and God to revere.

Another square, another triangle caressingly added,
but then this memory quilt, undone had to wait.
Hands became still, dreams and wishes unfulfilled,
now she watches from the doors of heaven's gate.

Buried in an open box, behind a musty bookcase,
belonging to a woman alive a century past.
A long skinny mirror surrounded in carved wood,
broken glass on the floor, wood frame made to last.



Written by:
Karen Palumbo
Photography by:
Robert Palumbo
3/16/2011 © All rights reserved 




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Reviewed by Janna Hill 8/15/2011
This is lovely Karen. Brought back so many memories for me. Thank you.
Reviewed by dan Rosenhagen 6/2/2011
Awwwww, a life in a box and now resurrected and entwined in our minds. This story has a sadness, but a certain beauty attached to it. Although it is sad that this beautiful soul has passed, her life had artistic expression thus purpose, and we can feel the love she once sheltered in her heart. How wonderful this is which you have penned Karen.

Reviewed by Victor Jensen 4/6/2011
Sometimes the past has many stories to tel nif we have the time to listen. Love your style and effort you put into writing this poem.
Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green 3/31/2011
B e a u t i f u l l y quilted poem by a talented, highly observant, extraordinarily disciplined, and empathetic word-seamstress.
Make us see every stitch, Karen. Not a single one is crooked!!
Any knots, they must be on the back.;) Doubt there are any
anywhere. Must be a magician in your spare time.

'Case it's not clear, I LOVE this.

Makes me think of my Great Grandmother, Annie Cox. She made the most beautiful quilts. All out of scraps and every stitch by hand. Don't know what happened to them.:_ . Didn't fall apart, that's for sure!

Neither will any of your creations.

Thank you for letting me wrap up in this for a little while.


xOx Phyllis xOx
Reviewed by Michael Jones 3/22/2011
Karen this makes me want to cry. It is magnificent! Peace!!!
Reviewed by H. Lena Jones 3/22/2011
These things speak of memories past, reminding us that yes, there was a once upon a not so long, or even a long, long time ago.
As always, a beautiful, meaningful write, Karen. Precious!

Love and Hugs,
Reviewed by JMS Bell 3/22/2011
Reviewed by Sherry Heim 3/20/2011
Beautiful, Karen. One wonders how it would have been had it been completed. The story of her life in scraps of cloth, incomplete and yet so very telling.
Take care,
Reviewed by Jon Willey 3/20/2011
A patchwork of life's events captured with cloth and thread. A loving work of art to share the past and love with generations to come. Your "Memory Quilt" is truly a stitch in time Karen. I bid you love and peace my dear friend. Jon Michael
Reviewed by Sheila Roy 3/20/2011
One of my favorites from you, Karen. You engaged me with the story, and I love the idea of snooping through old things to sense their histories. Excellent writing:)
Reviewed by TONY NERONE 3/20/2011
A lot of lovely sentiments expressed in this fine write, Karen.
God Bless You
Reviewed by Chip Bergeron 3/19/2011
Breathtaking and very impressionistic....

Chip Bergeron
Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen 3/19/2011
Beautiful absolutely beautiful this one took my breath away, thank you for sharing
In Christs Love
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 3/18/2011
It is true that concrete things can elicit vivid memories that in turn awaken emotions and express meaning. Thank you, Karen. Love and best wishes,

Reviewed by jude forese 3/18/2011
a wonderful tapestry of imagery and sentiment ...
Reviewed by John Flanagan 3/18/2011
"As with life, each stitch represents a breath"
one of your many lovely, thoughtful lines, Karen,
in a poem that celebrates how others were and lived.
This is a thoroughly satisfying work.

Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson 3/18/2011
Beautifully written and a reminder...I have one being worked on by a friend with those patches of cloth from the clothes of my late wife...I too hope that a 100 years hence the quilt and the memory will remain...well done

Reviewed by neerja gandhi 3/18/2011
ohh..thatz lyrically comy and cosy.. :)neerja
Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather 3/17/2011
beautiful.., Morgan
Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK 3/17/2011
Yep Everything Is Like Humans Made Of Particle (Brains) Board (For Those Don't Know-Its Glued Saw Dust) Even Comes In Plastic (Looks) Like Most Humans It (They) Isn't(Aren't) Real Wood...

Keep Em Comen...

(God) Is Going To Have You Re-Write His Good Book...

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors 3/17/2011
Even undone a thing of beauty. Time waits for no one. Patrick
Reviewed by George Carroll 3/17/2011
What a great poem filled with beautiful imagery and descriptive verse.
Reviewed by Christine Tsen 3/17/2011
Beautiful eloquent memoir Karen!
I, too, have my grandmothers and great aunts homemade tablecloths and towels and things and they are full of meaning. I use them every day.
Reviewed by Felix Perry 3/17/2011
Karen your write stirs up lots of memories just like the quilts, I remember an old quilt from when I was a child very similiar to the one you describe...different colors, textures and no doubt to my Mom many many memories. Thank you for shareing.
Reviewed by Paul Berube 3/17/2011
Very nicely told, Karen.
Reviewed by John Bidwell 3/17/2011
Beautiful poetry Karen.
Much enjoyed.


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