Bone Handle I am called by others 'bone handle', which belies my secret
silver beauty.Like a twisted leaf blown along gutters, I
can be swooping or twisted, depending on the wind. I call myself beloved because of my filigree etchings: of
a delicate and slender nature which is a forever motif. These marks, darkened and burnished in to my shape, glint
like silver fish when the sun shines. When I am being a joy, in full and special use, I am
swooping like a bird in smooth flight, dipping and diving,
dry or liquid. My medium is my message because in spoon time we sup from
the same bowl, either that, or we are always happy, nesting
together.
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