Eve Rifkah
Spindle
for Beth
1
Do not mutilate
a shot through
a stab
do not staple or spindle
attach or fold do not
change the integrity of pulp and fiber
flat as a sheet on a new made bed
no rumples no disorder
no sharp render of words
spindle 2
She spins the growing length of yarn
as a spider falling from silken thread
spindle drops like a top pulls the thread long
after each fall she balances on her knee
winds the new yarn around the shaft
begins again. This sending out and returning
a music from empty to full
a hank niddy-noddied wound
Her hands find their rhythm
her body anchored in her chair
She will tie the ends of her life together
on the sharp shafts of her needles
spindle 3 78 rpm
Mesmerized in spin a dog cocks his head
to the bell of a horn dog spun to blur
four heavy discs piled on the crook of the spindle
fall one by one then turned over
A symphony cut into segments
this is the way I learned Dvorak’s New World
that William Tell Overture was not
the triumphant gait of a mask hid cowboy
on a white horse
Listened to Dinah who sang for my father
The old records crackle with time and scratch
Spindle 3 33⅓ rpm
Vivaldi seasons undivided
symphonies unbroken Mendelssohn
Schumann Debussy the magic train of dreams
wrapped in harmonics to shed the now the here
walk in meadows where the sun is warm
and nothing ever hurts
Eve Rifkah was co-founder of Poetry Oasis, Inc. (1998-2012), a non-profit poetry association dedicated to education and promoting local poets. Founder and editor of DINER, a literary magazine with a 7-year run. MFA Vermont College.
She is the author of Dear Suzanne (WordTech Communications, 2010) and Outcasts: the Penikese Leper Hospital 1905-1921 (Little Pear Press, 2010); chapbooks Scar Tissue (Finishing Line Press, 2017) and At the Leprosarium 2003 winner of the Revelever Chapbook Contest. Single poems and flash fiction stories have appeared in many journals.
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