The Hands of The Woodworking Teacher

To a child, the hands of a giant; But even to a large man or woman heroic. Caught snoozing they seemed still poised with purpose: Dreaming of a mallet or paddle or brush; Of smoothing sawdust tears from the knotty totem face; Or sculpting the air to picture The arc of a Japanese bridge over the swamp; Life-size plywood Pterodactyls.

Think of all those hands have measured! The sunlight they've garnered into cathedral panes; What sails they hoisted and anchors weighed; And yet their soft heft when reaching for a shake or tender touch. Hands holding such life - John Henry hands - Held now in every thought of what once they held.

You've read  of  free articles. Subscribe to continue.
QR Code to The Hands of The Woodworking Teacher
Read this article in
https://www.csmonitor.com/1991/0730/30172.html
QR Code to Subscription page
Start your subscription today
https://www.csmonitor.com/subscribe