Balling Tweed Jenny Sadre-Orafai



Skeins were cheaper.

And so we helped.



Five steps down into the wood

paneled walled living room,

we sat across from each other.



One held the skein,

hands spread—a pre-clap formation—

yarn ovaled

while the other wound tightly

with no order—criss-crossing,

knuckle to knuckle

and into balls that will dance

onto needles and into sleeves

to keep warm what gets cold in the winter.