Strange Discovery
and no way to help
A STRANGE DISCOVERY
Made two little girls, both calm; one bird, another bird, and what now appears to be an angel with a broken wing. I am suddenly deeply involved in his/her (its??) repair, but I don’t believe flight is part of its future. One wing is too badly damaged, and the other is missing.. Is this how an otherwise sensible old woman discovers an alternate reality? To look down and find in her handful of clay an angel with a broken wing, no features on his poor face, and no way to mend him? An angel who will have to make his way on this earth, and must learn to hide his wing? We are a dangerous species. Better warn him. The dogs are barking. Someone is at the door. I am making angels and birds and fish. An imaginary conversation ensues.
Is that an angel?
No, that’s the sea turtle.
Is that the bird?
No, that’s the angel.
What’s that one.
That’s the manta ray.
Make another angel.
It doesn’t work that way.
I show her the bird.
It has to be an accident, I say.
And then you enhance it.
I’ve been missing you! And here you are! Wise as always.
There you are! I was a little worried about the long silence. And you brought such insightful observations. Does the angel with one wing fly in a circle?