Shawn L. Bird

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“In the forest, upon the oak, I was spinning the thread for a shirt.” May 19, 2022

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 5:57 pm

Beautiful and poignant words from poet and author Theresa Kishkan

...Theresa Kishkan

in the honeysuckle

In Ukraine, in 2019, I bought two vyshyvanky, the embroidered shirts that encode so much of traditional life and culture. The one on the right uses rhombus forms that I believe symbolize the unity of male and female principles, sown fields, prosperity.


The other vyshyvanka has poppies embroidered on the yoke and sleeves. The poppy is a protection against the evil eye.

on my sleeve

I remember the difficulty in choosing a vyshyvanka among the thousands available in the Kosiv market, each one more beautiful than the last. Some were so heavy with embroidery that I couldn’t imagine actually wearing them — and I wanted to wear mine. I still think of the one that got away, not in Kosiv but in Lviv, at the end of my trip, when my suitcase was full and I thought I’d spent enough money. That one? It was black, with appliqued yoke and sleeves in deep…

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2 Responses to ““In the forest, upon the oak, I was spinning the thread for a shirt.””

  1. skykinwrite Says:

    Next day,

    next line.

    I like this and can see it continuing.

  2. Melody J Haislip Says:

    What absolutely beautiful shirts, especially the one on the right!

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