— “In this shop I want to buy a pair of hands”

Neruda, Seal of the Plow

1
Silent hands
that build
a garden
one stone
placed next
to another
then one more
until the eye
is no different
from stone

2
Smooth hands
with the milky dew
of brand new skin
just big enough
to hold a giant sun-
weathered finger
so small
they startle open
in nascent
dream

3
Empty hands
to measure
seasons
by spoons
and needles
brushes
and pens
hands that don’t
wait to be
filled