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This article reprinted from John T. Unger's Art Heroes. The original article can be found online:
https://www.igotnozen.com/2005/12/xix.html
© 2010, John T Unger
Once there was a harmony, of art & technology
When fire came to grace the caves of man.
There are some folk who tell us that the search
is all. The hunt for what is simple & ornate.
Most call them fools & in return
are merely called practical.
We learned of fetish & decoration in the making
& shaping of the very first tools.
We cut our teeth on wood & stone. Chipping, marking, tracking.
Noting the motions of the moon on a slender piece of bone.
Knives & bowls, counting sticks & shields, still with us,
in the blood. Read it in the cards, in the rituals of seasons.
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