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Shovel

Those who never touch one
know nothing of the pleasure —

the balance of lever and fulcrum,
arcing plunge of the head, or how

a repeated motion can anesthetize,
shrink the world, collapse it

to the subterranean alone.
They will never know

how the shaft, after such familiarity,
seems an extension of the arm —

as if its maker knew
what we really need in this life.

 

Lucas Howell
Copyright 2005

 

Lucas Howell is a first year MFA student at the University of Idaho. His poetry has appeared in several magazines, including Jeopardy and Carnelian. He also has a poem forthcoming in the fall 2004 Crab Creek Review.


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