I Am Become. . .

Aloha

and Welcome to Waikiki!

“I think theres a little child in all of us

 and we all to often forget

 to let the child out to play.”

 Donna A. Favors 

Watching a Shadow-Show on da Wall

"To them, I said,

 the truth would be literally nothing

 but the shadows of the images

upon that wall."

Plato

Between classes: Manoa Elementary School

"Human felicity is produced

 not as much by great pieces of good fortune

 that seldom happen

 as by little advantages

 that occur every day."

Benjamin Franklin 

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A thousand little hammers

(mallets really)

tap tap tapping

rarely pausing, tap,

tap, tap tap. . .

I would build of myself

something solid

something three-dimensional

but each tiny (some bigger)

tap

tap tap

only works me out thinner.

I am losing stolidity

finer and finer

reaching an ever-thinner edge

with tiny cracks forming

like feelers

transmitting both ways.

No longer a wall,

an island,

or exposed nerve,

 I now am resonant 

trembling with immediacy

received from every side.

I have produced no

statue,

no bracelet, no

coin.

But am become

as a

 cymbal sounding,

 echoing certain vibrations

trembling;

Yet I am earth-brass,

gold flesh hung on an axis,

sometimes spinning

smashing wildly-

When I am

      "worked."  cloudia

inspired by the brass workers of India

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