Blue Radiance (Hot Cross Two)

Every quilt does not demand a poem
Just as
every poem does not demand a quilt.

Sometimes, it’s just bright yellow lines
Crossing over a sea of variegated blue.

Radiance separated from a crucifix
But abundant with grace.

©Hilary Clark
2/22/16

See the quilt here.

Crossroads (Hot Cross One)

From the East, the Sun rises,
The World keeps spinning.
I stand at the Crossroads,
Looking for Sign Posts.

“Pray,” She said.
“Listen,” He said.
“I am,” I said.
From the four Cardinal
Points came Light.

Link to quilt here