The Printmaker (Poetry)

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Plants grow from the stone wall

Where the printmaker’s tools

Hang in readiness

Not as rustic ornaments.

The soft morning light of Mexico

Illuminates the work of the day.

Today, his aspirations are on hold,

As he helps to bring the art of children

Out of the dark. Out of copper plates,

Into the light of white paper

And brightly colored ink.

The printmaker whistles as he works.