L’égérie (The Muse) it said
On a plastic plaque beside the work.
I looked at it (a long time)
But felt no echo in my mind,
No similarity with mine.
How could this angular thing inspire?
This flat, red multiple thing
With extra heads, but lacking arms
(and charms). I could not see.
Perhaps sculptors need a driving force
More pointed (or with razor's edge)
To guide their hands, their hammers,
Or their welding torches.
We of the words need gentler touch
(I feel).
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