Pashmina Goats - Ladakh (Photo by Redtigerxyz - Wikipedia)
Down-soft Pashmina shawl
of combed and carded
washed and woven moult
hugging my shoulders
how do you like
your new home
so far from hidden undercoat
of a Tibetan goat?
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This poem was prompted by the TS Poetry Press Cashmere writing project. It is offered in the spirit of liking to know where the things we love originate.
My apple collection
Because they come in wood, brass, marble
clocks, tiles and trivets
Because their roundness pleases
their coats of red, yellow, green and mottled appeal
Because of Delicious names like
Jonagold, Granny Smith, Red Rome and Spartan
Because of the sweet-tart of Newtons
and One a day keeps the doctor away
Because they morph into pie, crisp and cobbler
sauce, juice and cider
Because they are stars
under a modest exterior
Because they declare me forever a teacher
and their connection with knowledge is iconic
Because they remind of irresistible fruit
and the fact that knowledge isn’t everything
