little stars

did you know …

… that sparks …

… differ …

… depending
on the…

… hammer
you are using

he was striking the hot metal
held in a pair
of long tongs
with his heaviest hammer

blunt force applied
with a grunt
in a strike

repeated over



and again
while the metal was hot

his hammer
against the iron
against the anvil

big red sparks
in a heavy arc

mid journey

or after a sparkling bounce
on reaching the cold concrete
of the floor

some of them …

… when I’m using
the small …

… hammer …

are very fine
and yellow …

… like
little stars …


Poem #384 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

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