The Sculptor a Sculpture

The sculptor makes a body from clay

his muscles contracting and relaxing

at each curvature to form a whole

body that moves with his hands work-worn but delicate

the breath of life infused by fingertips

how he moves when he cannot leave

until finished when hardened by kiln

when moving into the eyes of the gazers

who see him stand but not move

why does he stand where no man can see

his hands are a part of the man who stands

in the gazer’s eyes they don’t see him

but he’s there in the man who moves

he is the man he has made

the man in the gazer’s eyes

the man who stands where no man can see his hands

that permeate the surface of the body which moves


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