by Maggie Blake Bailey


Refers to unraveling something knitted— 
taking the yarn and pulling and pulling
until a scarf or sweater or the hopeless
start of a sock reverts to the single 
line that made it.

Winding the yarn back into a ball,
watching the object diminish 
and the starting point grow,
you have less than you had.
In some ways, you have nothing.
In some ways, a beginning.


MAGGIE BLAKE BAILEY has poems published or forthcoming in Rust + Moth, Foundry, A-Minor Magazine and elsewhere. Her full-length debut, Visitation, is available from Tinderbox Editions, and her chapbook, Bury the Lede, is available from Finishing Line Press. For more work, please visit www.maggieblakebailey.com or follow her @maggiebbpoet on Twitter.


Featured Image: “Unravelled” by Jeremy Collins