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May 2016
This is the name
he proudly savored..
Coaxing new pattern from
places hidden in wood..
His singing lathe
persuading the grain
to reveal what
has never been seen..
If the forest might speak
it would say of
this good man:
by  his gentle turning
he has transfigured
our branches and scraps
into beauty and love...
Remembering a friend, Steve DeJong...
CharlesC
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CharlesC
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