The small Myall spoon is now burnished and oiled.
@ Lady Bay, SA
beginning
as a glimpse
of something
hidden
mysteriously
discovers
its grand
destiny
*
of a particular
shape
smell
colour
texture
was formerly
otherwise
*
captive
in search
of its maker
finally escapes
somehow
into
the world
*
no brothers
no sisters
no offspring
no ancestors
solitary spoon
immersed
in silence
embraces
company