Don’t put up my Thread and Needle (617)
by Emily Dickinson
Don’t put up my Thread and Needle—
I’ll begin to Sew
When the Birds begin to whistle—
Better Stitches—so—
These were bent—my sight got crooked—
When my mind—is plain
I’ll do seams—a Queen’s endeavor
Would not blush to own—
Hems—too fine for Lady’s tracing
To the sightless Knot—
Tucks—of dainty interspersion—
Like a dotted Dot—
Leave my Needle in the furrow—
Where I put it down—
I can make the zigzag stitches
Straight—when I am strong—
Till then—dreaming I am sewing
Fetch the seam I missed—
Closer—so I—at my sleeping—
Still surmise I stitch—
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What a sweet face, stitching with such intensity! Thanks for sharing the video and the lovely poetry .
So sweet when little ones learn to sew, or start doing “grown-up” things. The poem is lovely, I should have known Emily Dickinson would write about sewing.
What a delightful little poem : ) Wish I learned to sew at her age. Lovely
This made me teary. I also had a grandma who taught me how to use a needle and thread.
This is such a wonderful reminder of the joy in sewing and learning. Thanks so much for sharing Emily’s poem.
What a cutie. And an illustration of “you’ve got to hold your mouth right.”