• Vol. 08
  • Chapter 11
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A Maker Speaks to Her Mud Figurines

There are thousands
of you little fish,
little gifts, little stones
full of intent.

Shapes filled with hint
and intimation. You will be
more than was made—
your own.

You were made
less resolved, given
quickly to the world
to stir to biding, bending life.

Be earth biding,
bluefish bending—
mineral and estuary
and fruit from every tree.