My grandmother said that when a woman feels sad, what she…
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My grandmother said that when a woman feels sad, what she can do is braid her hair: this way the pain will remain trapped in her hair and will not be able to reach the rest of her body.
We will have to be careful that her sadness does not reach her eyes, because it will make them cry and it will be better not to let it rest on our lips, because it will make us say untrue things; that it doesn't get into your hands - she told me - because it will toast the coffee more or leave the pasta raw: sadness likes the bitter taste.
When you feel sad, child, she braids her hair: she traps the pain in the skein and lets it escape when the north wind blows hard.
Our hair is a net capable of capturing everything: it is strong like the roots of the old cypress and sweet like the foam of corn flour.
Don't let melancholy find you unprepared, little girl, even if your heart is broken or your bones are cold for every absence.
Don't leave it in you, with your hair loose, because it will flow like a waterfall through the channels that the moon has traced in your body.
She weaves your sadness – she told me – she always weaves your sadness.
And, tomorrow, when you wake up to the song of the sparrow, you will find it pale and faded between the frame of your hair.
- Paola Klug
#tangler #tangle_family #giftmemillix
We will have to be careful that her sadness does not reach her eyes, because it will make them cry and it will be better not to let it rest on our lips, because it will make us say untrue things; that it doesn't get into your hands - she told me - because it will toast the coffee more or leave the pasta raw: sadness likes the bitter taste.
When you feel sad, child, she braids her hair: she traps the pain in the skein and lets it escape when the north wind blows hard.
Our hair is a net capable of capturing everything: it is strong like the roots of the old cypress and sweet like the foam of corn flour.
Don't let melancholy find you unprepared, little girl, even if your heart is broken or your bones are cold for every absence.
Don't leave it in you, with your hair loose, because it will flow like a waterfall through the channels that the moon has traced in your body.
She weaves your sadness – she told me – she always weaves your sadness.
And, tomorrow, when you wake up to the song of the sparrow, you will find it pale and faded between the frame of your hair.
- Paola Klug
#tangler #tangle_family #giftmemillix
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