Things the Hand Knows

by Peter Notehelfer

 

There are things the hand knows

   of which the mind has no grasp

   nor even the heart any control

      the texture of an orange peel

      the dampness of a dewy leaf

      the warmth of a puppy’s belly 

      the satin of a woman’s breast

   The touch of things is pleasure

   well beyond our understanding

The primitive pleasure of instinct

 

There are things the hand learns

   but by a discipline of practice

   in the rituals of forbearance

      the festering sliver of cedar 

      the pain of the candle flame

      the sharp bite of a fish hook

      the hot heat of flowing blood

   The touch of things is wisdom

   well beyond its very instruction

The scarred wisdom of experience

 

One Comment to “Things the Hand Knows”

  1. quite the Lockean empiricist outlook

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