The stanzas in this poem read as if woven together, which is a brilliant parallel to its subject matter. In 5 stanzas of 4 lines each, Matthews takes two monotonous ideas - mice and knitting - and literally sews them together to spark a new idea. As a reader, I would appreciate necessary background or physical description on the omnipresent "she" who knits these mice. I was surprised to find a male poet behind this piece; it reads distinctly feminine to me. Much of the meaning of this poem is left to personal interpretation. To me, the process of accepting the imperfections of the mice reveals the necessity in reaching beyond toleration and passionately loving those around us: our children whom we create, strangers that we meet, and, hardest of all, ourselves, for exactly who we are.
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