Poem: Progress

Progress

Bits. Pieces. Tools.
The half built projects
looking nothing like the finished work.

The work is slow.
The progress involves more waiting than you would like.
Still, it is progress.

About this poem.

About hand crafts. About art. About life. Poetry is never about one thing.

The picture was taken at the Hancock Shaker Village in Hancock, Mass.

Tom

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