knots, hems and tucks

Don't put up my Thread and Needle — I'll begin to Sew When the Birds begin to whistle — Better Stitches — so —

These were bent — my sight got crooked — When my mind — is plain I'll do seams — a Queen's endeavor Would not blush to own —

Hems — too fine for Lady's tracing To the sightless Knot — Tucks — of dainty interspersion — Like a dotted Dot —

Leave my Needle in the furrow — Where I put it down — I can make the zigzag stitches Straight — when I am strong —

Till then — dreaming I am sewing Fetch the seam I missed — Closer — so I — at my sleeping — Still surmise I stitch —

~ Emily Dickinson