A Weaver’s Poem

To Suzanne
On the loom a warp
The weft to yet be woven
threads to be chosen
In time,
the colours vivid
on display
Yet colour blind
I couldn’t see
the form you were weaving
At last
the artwork left to God
I seek another view
I touch the fabric
silky soft strength
yielding, yet tightly woven
A handsome cloth
By Soili

A Poem that was written by a friend of mine – for her daughter

Last Updated on July 26, 2020 by Paivi Suomi

By Paivi Suomi

I've had an interest in weaving, looms, yarns and textiles since I was a small child. I learned to knit, crochet, sew, do needlepoint at my mother's knee. My grandmother was a Saami from northern Norway. I am very interested in studying more about traditional Saami and Finnish style weaving and handicrafts. Paivi Suomi