The Carpenter


the eloquence of the eyes

 

 

I will become a carpenter
Down in the valley
Remote in its corner and reach
There I will teach myself
To become human again
Out of its reach and influence
The old wizardry of science and its sounds
Out of its reach of the old battle
For cause and its stake
There you will find me
With the old tattered jeep
With the herders and history
By the lake with the old story of the past….

KASHKIN

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