Spinning Steel

barefoot
in the kitchen
he speaks to me
of other things
while he bends
silver stalks to his will
            through    around    up    over
            snug to the hub
            tight to the rim

not willow bark    comfrey    sage    sumac
            in leather pouch    
but spoke wrench    sprocket    three way    chain ring
            in canvas musette
a modern shaman
            spinning steel into
                        spider web
                        god’s eye
                        dream catcher
                        medicine wheel
weaving metal to a perfect circle
            then true