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Little Girls Weaving
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Little Girls Weaving On the road from theTurkish town of Selcuk to the archaeological site of Ephesus there is a factory where tourists can buy rugs and watch them being made. There are little girls weaving when you walk out in the morning, and little girls weaving when you walk back at night. In weaving, the hands, which have a thousand angles—bird, mallet, poultice, purse, signal, letter, clay wad, smoke—are merely pushed by the arms; the arms are hung upon the back. Sense of balance is required. Little girls have that. In the museum, Cybele stands up with her trophy testicles. Priapus stands up with his giant cock’s burden of fruit. I believe in this world of heroes. Little girls weaving don’t stand up. Little girls weaving make no sound.You’ve got to imagine the gathering sighing sounds. Ehrr,huhh,ussh.Small sounds, kept inside the shell of the skin, inside little girl lungs. Pushed by the arms, arms hung on the back. Sense of balance is required. Little girls have that. ...