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A Wicker Basket
Comes the time when it’s later
and onto your table the headwaiter
puts the bill, and very soon after
rings out the sound of lively laughter—
Picking up change, hands like a walrus,
and a face like a barndoor’s,
and a head without any apparent size,
nothing but two eyes—
So that’s you, man,
or me. I make it as I can,
I pick up, I go
faster than they know—
Out the door, the street like a night,
any night, and no one in sight,
but then, well, there she is,
old friend Liz—
And she opens the door of her cadillac,
I step in back,
and we’re gone.
She turns me on—
There are very huge stars, man, in the sky,
and from somewhere very far off someone hands me a slice of apple pie,
with a gob of white, white ice cream on top of it,
and I eat it—
Slowly. And while certainly
they are laughing at me, and all around me is racket
of these cats not making it, I make it
in my wicker basket.
— BY ROBERT CREELEY
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When I was very young we lived with my grandparents. In their bathroom was a small stool my greatgrandfather had made for my mother when she was 3 or 4. I loved that little stool so when my oldest was four I made him a stool as close to a copy of my mother’s as I could remember. Over the next 15 years I had 3 more kids and each one got a stool like the original. My 7 year old grandson broke his Dad’s stool a week ago and just 5 minutes ago I finished the repair. My hope is that my greatgrand children will use those stools one day just as I did.
They HAVE a hammer. Oh, the JOY!
That was wonderful.
Dude’s got some bad sanders. That’s some hammering kids! Kids bothering you? Just hand them some nails and send them out to the porch. Next the craftsman needs to make them some real framing hammers 🙂
OMG! How dare adults let kids have such a dangerous implement! I’m shocked! (not really, every kid needs a hammer)
I must have mis-heard him when he said he was making a hammer for his grandson.
A repurposed hammer! What a nice gift for a 6 year old.
The gentleman in the video has an awesome shop and is incredibly talented.
The torch “heat tempers” the wood.
Didn’t show it but he probably wiped it down with 4-0 steel wool afterward to smooth it out and lessen the soot. Nice. Most people would have thrown it away. Now it’ll keep working another 100 years.
Hopefully the little girl learns to not leave tools out in the weather, it saves on re-furbing or replacing.