In bed,
the work is left behind
and brought still closer in.
I know that in my dreams
new shapes evolve,
sculptures done in heavy purple woods
and pale wood light as a star.
I know that you will think all night
about how long the joints will hold
and when and how you came to love
the wood so much.
Against you and away from you
under this dark green blanket
I know that any work is possible
and likely to be done
when there is light enough.
:: Carol Cox, Woodworking and Places Nearby (1979)
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