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Practicing Gratitude: Gifting with a Side of Poetry

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It's that time of year when knitters (and makers) everywhere get really serious about creating handmade gifts for people they care about.  

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(Yes.  That's a sock.  But don't get excited about it.  I finished it over a year ago, and haven't even cast on for its mate.  This post just needed a sock picture, so I dug it out of the drawer for just long enough to snap a photo.)  (It's back in the drawer now.)

I'm not knitting-for-Christmas this year, myself (although I do have one gift recipient who desperately needs a hat, so there is that), but I thought I would share this gratitude-related poem about receiving the gift of socks to inspire all of you gift-knitters and gift-makers out there.

Ode to My Socks
         by Pablo Neruda

Maru Mori brought me
a pair
of socks
which she knitted herself
with her sheepherder’s hands,
two socks as soft
as rabbits.
I slipped my feet
into them
as though into
two
cases
knitted
with threads of
twilight
and goatskin.
Violent socks,
my feet were
two fish made
of wool,
two long sharks
sea-blue, shot
through
by one golden thread,
two immense blackbirds,
two cannons:
my feet
were honored
in this way
by
these
heavenly
socks.
They were
so handsome
for the first time
my feet seemed to me
unacceptable
like two decrepit
firemen, firemen
unworthy
of that woven
fire,
of those glowing
socks.

Nevertheless
I resisted
the sharp temptation
to save them somewhere
as schoolboys
keep
fireflies,
as learned men
collect
sacred texts,
I resisted
the mad impulse
to put them
into a golden
cage
and each day give them
birdseed
and pieces of pink melon.
Like explorers
in the jungle who hand
over the very rare
green deer
to the spit
and eat it
with remorse,
I stretched out
my feet
and pulled on
the magnificent
socks
and then my shoes.

The moral
of my ode is this:
beauty is twice
beauty
and what is good is doubly
good
when it is a matter of two socks
made of wool
in winter.

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Happy gift knitting, my friends.  And if you'd like to read other knitting tales today, hop on over to Kat's for Unraveled Wednesday.

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Bonny

I love this poem, and almost think of "two socks as soft as rabbits" when I put on handknit wool socks. Have you seen these "Ode to My Socks" socks? https://www.ravelry.com/projects/YarnHarlot/pearls-of-wisdom-socks

Bonny

I love that poem and almost always say "two socks as soft as rabbits" to myself when I put on hand knit wool socks! Have you seen these "Ode to My Socks" socks? https://www.ravelry.com/projects/YarnHarlot/pearls-of-wisdom-socks

Vicki

There may be a slight bit of gift knitting happening over here, but definitely not socks.
Nice poem, though!! :)

Bridget

I remember the first time I came across this poem - I was just learning to knit socks, and was STUNNED to find they could be poetic. I have of course, since learned. :-)

Jeannie Gray

Great poem! I wish I was knitting gifts to give. Instead, somehow, I managed to get myself wrangled into knitting things for other people to give to their loved ones.

Carole

Now THAT'S a response worthy of hand knit socks!

margene

How much do I love this poem. I have never knit for Christmas, but if someone admired my work that much he (and only he) would be worthy of the gift!

Vera

Such a great poem (that I had forgotten about). I'm doing minimal Christmas knitting...just decided, so it can't be much - lol.

Patty

That is a new to me poem (no surprise there) thank-you very much. :-) And no gift knitting here....I gave up that kind of pressure a long time ago!

Jo

I love Pablo,Neruda,and that one as the first one by him that I read! Thanks for the trip down memory lane!

Honore´

I shall definitely keep this poem as I tackle the one sock on my procrastinator's list...
Great poem!
Cheers~

AsKatKnits

Wow, that poem! And, sadly I have more than 1 single sock hanging around here! And, I have people with sockless feet to boot! I better get my sock knitting game on! XO

Mary

I LOVE it, Kym - also not planning any gift knitting ... but what I really like about this poem is encouraging the gift-ee to actually WEAR the socks!

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