Day 36 - of karma and knitting patterns

what exactly they have in common apart from the k

I am an optimistic knitter. Years ago I made two really good jerseys, that worked perfectly, that I loved wearing, and that I wore until they unravelled. Since then I have tried to recreate that serendipity numerous times, and have never succeeded. Perhaps it's time to forget about the past and learn to read and obey a pattern, because somehow I always deviate at a critical stage. Or perhaps I should learn how to crochet properly, although I suspect that will also involve patterns. Or perhaps I should just bow to the truth that I am not good at following instructions.

Family ties

I sort through the knots and bird's nests
of abandoned knitting, loose balls of wool
which unwind, tangle, quarrel,
and refuse to let go of each other.
They lie helpless, unable to separate
awaiting my patient fingers.

I begin again, with the same pattern,
perhaps this time it will work, be perfect
just the way I see it
neither too short nor too long
but just right,
no disagreements, some laughter
and good food.