Melissa Ahart
Mastering neither
knit nor purl,
I take pleasure
in unraveling,
cast on again.
The first row
is the hardest,
a child's cursive.
The next compound
and fray
like a troublesome
vocation.
Try once more.
I learn to praise
secular mistakes:
the dropped stitch,
the tired scribe,
the vulnerable egg.
Melissa Ahart is a middle school librarian in Brooklyn. Her poetry has appeared in 2River View, Blue Moon Review, Conspire, Del Sol Review, Eleven Bulls, Perihelion, Stirring and materials for the Syracuse Cultural Workers.