Philology XIV

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fleshy palms pat warm mud and straw
smooth the shape
raise plasticity
sculpt it into shade-giver
that holds heat in frigid night
cools in day’s fierce sun
home
curving hard lines
solid sculpted houses
modern as ten thousand years ago
tomorrow

work the clay squeeze it lift it
strength in sinewy forearms hands and fingers
lift plan to shelter
from nothing
build the future

listen to the word
three ripe syllables
at the front of the mouth
caress it with your tongue
toss it back over your palate
taste it
savour the bouquet
soft sensual muddy full

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Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/wordcurrents/ Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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