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TOOLS OF THE TRADE [Dec. 31st, 2008|11:49 am]
Tony Grist
This one's for sovay 



TOOLS OF THE TRADE

 

Now how would you set about that exactly?

I think you’d take the blade in your hand-

With the other hand to guide the pommel-

And drag the point up and down in the stone

And then across and across in the stone.

You’d wear gloves of course. The stone’s resistance

Would jar your arm all the way to the shoulder.

 

They say it was a crusader did it,

Returned from the war-

As fishermen hang up their nets to the gods,

As sailors hang toy ships from the rafters.

 

The vicar’s boyfriend left to get married.

His gyppo neighbours expressed the common

Distaste by kicking his back door in.

He chased them out with a power drill.

 

Christ appears to the Magdalen

On a rural-baroque, 18th century headstone,

And in one hand he's holding a spade.

Not another one like it in the county.

I think the meaning is something like this-

That Adam delved and the second Adam’s

No slouch- but also a man of his hands.

 

This is the church that I came of age in-

Apple orchards and hopfields round it.

A charabanc full of  gyppo hop-pickers

Went through a rotted bridge one season.

Their travelled names are on the stone

In the squelchy ground in the churchyard corner.

I’ve come back here after forty years-

Half of them spent not naming Christ

Except in derision- And you know what I’m doing?

I’m raising my hands to him, asking for work.

 

My tools?  The pen, the pencil, the brush,

But mainly this keyboard I have my hands on.  

 

I imagine he made a thing of it-

The rector there with his book and candles,

The neighbours- the delvers and spinners- watching,

Their children like lambs at play in God’s acre,

Himself in his mail and rotted tabard,

Digging his cross in the stone by the door.

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[User Picture]From: haikujaguar
2008-12-31 12:51 pm (UTC)
My favorite prayer: "Make me Your instrument."

I like the image of Christ as a man of his hands. It's true, but I don't see it referred to often.
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2008-12-31 12:59 pm (UTC)
That's a good prayer. Isn't it attributed to St Francis?

In the Christian Socialist tradition I've knocked around in- William Morris and all that- Christ being a carpenter and the disciples fishermen gets quite a lot of emphasis.
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[User Picture]From: haikujaguar
2008-12-31 01:03 pm (UTC)
Yes, I think the most famous version of it ("Make me an instrument of your peace") is. But who has not asked their god to make good use of them?
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[User Picture]From: nineweaving
2008-12-31 03:33 pm (UTC)
Oh, excellent work.

Somehow I envision that as a broadside with Reynolds Stone engravings.

Nine

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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2008-12-31 03:57 pm (UTC)
Thank you.

How wonderful to be illustrated by Stone....
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[User Picture]From: sovay
2008-12-31 07:16 pm (UTC)
Himself in his mail and rotted tabard,
Digging his cross in the stone by the door.


I love it.

Thank you.
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2008-12-31 10:04 pm (UTC)
Thank you. I wouldn't have written it without your prompting- and I'm rather glad I did.
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[User Picture]From: sovay
2009-01-01 05:36 am (UTC)
I wouldn't have written it without your prompting- and I'm rather glad I did.

I'm honored to have been involved.
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