Johanna from Oka Vanga by Oka Vanga

JOHANNA
Johanna unpicks her wool, three times or more. Little boy is growing fast, walking from a crawl. He’ll need a sweater for the spring, jumper for the fall, jersey to play in the cold, go kart down the hill. She unpicks her sun yellow wool, riding the bus into town. She unpicks her son yellow wool, 3 times or more she’ll knit that wool, kinks and all. Johanna, Johanna, I see what you do, mixing Yellow with Indigo, Violet with Blue. Johanna, Johanna, you do you do, mixing Yellow with Indigo, Violet with Blue. You unpick your sun yellow wool, riding the bus into town. You unpick your son yellow wool, three times or more you’ll knit that wool, kinks and all. Little boy, nearly 12, likes to play outdoors, needs a sweater for the spring, jumper for the fall. That yellow wool is going fast, striped with indigo, knitting by memory, weaving plain and pearl. She unpicks her sun yellow wool, riding the bus into town. She unpicks her son yellow wool, three times or more she’ll knit that wool kinks and all. Her Little boy now a man, car keys in the hall, wears a shirt of apple green, jumper from the store. Quilt at night on his bed sewn with yellow wool. Ferryman took his mum young at 44. She unpicked her sun yellow wool, riding the bus into town. She unpicked that sun yellow wool, her memory in plain and pearl.

• Acoustic
• americana
• country
• folk-roots
• roots
• United Kingdom