Amy Ludwig VanDerwater
and Amy Souza

Amy Souza
Mixed media and collage on panel
Response

Quilt Map
By Amy Ludwig VanDerwater
Response

My grandma stitches swatches
matching patches blue and red.
She’s making me a crazy quilt
to snuggle with in bed.

I help her sort the batches
into stacks of every size
I watch her sew.  I watch it grow.
I can’t believe my eyes.

Up and down her needle flies
turning clothes into a map.
I try to read where I have been
in flannel patterns on her lap.

A shirt I wore until it tore
is now a country, soft and new.
And jeans I ran in yesterday
have turned to seas of faded blue.

My grandma stitches snatches
of my past into a quilted land
so I can sleep with memories…
made by Grandma
all by hand.

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2 Comments

  1. Robert Haydon Jones
    Posted December 20, 2012 at 5:37 am | #

    Suddenly Saw quilts from yesteryear and their clever creators. Resnuggled!

  2. Posted December 28, 2012 at 9:20 pm | #

    I wouldn’t have thought of a quilt, but the first line of the poem made me see it in the gorgeous image.

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