Quilt
Stills taken from Quilt.
Based on the poem by Seamus Heaney
“…
So we would stretch and fold and end up hand to hand
for a split second as if nothing had happened
for nothing had that had not always happened
Before hand, day by day, just touch and go,
coming close again by holding back
In moves where I was x and she was o
inscribed in sheets she’d sewn from ripped-out flour sacks.”
Seamus Heaney
From The Haw Lantern, number 5