So spoke Penelope

So spoke Penelope.

The waiting.

How I wait.

Imagining Odysseus.

Patterns that I weave.

Shining like the sea.

Against all odds.

Shining through.

Prayer to Athena.

This day.

Dream.

Sometimes, in quietude.

In color an cloth,.

When it is time.

This thirsting earth.

In the courtyard.

A width of cloth.

Just as the sea.

Today I almost did nothing.

God of extended blue waters.

Another prayer for Athena.

The suitors.

Come to me.

Phemius, the bard.

Wakeful dreaming.

Speaking as mother.

Nightmare.

What the spirit said.

Athena, spinner of many schemes.

Love bound.

Twenty yeasrs waiting.