Marek Lugowski: teak woman


teak woman stands one foot high kneeling on bended knee.

her breasts jut out tubularly & they are something sharp.
one can see the sharpness & one can test it on the tip of
a finger: the points of my silver hopi bola tips rolled to
my order at second mesa are not any pointier...


teak woman's hands show nails & are raised in a clasp
over her head over her notched hair. her elbows sharply
shroud her detailed face peaked with an upturned sharp nose.
she is possessed of a most amazingly rendered throat and
full round shoulders. not bad girl for just a piece of wood.


and water flows over her hair leaping right into midair
onto her back in a carved wooden seethrough loop.


teak woman was carved meticulously and her wood grain
runs from top to bottom with a lighter patch on her right
elbow and right cheek. looks a bit like a birthmark.


it takes a master craftsman in solo a long time to tweak
the teak into such storied detail. endang is from solo.
at batik keris she said: this one. this -- you should take
this one back. it was the only one. like that.
yes take this one back.


but a bad thing happened in cincinnati at our very dry
christmas. both of teak woman's wrists -- cracked!


we do not know why & we are looking for a wood sculpture
curator to help mend the teak woman.


but it seems that teak women don't take to winter in america.


they apparently miss winters in solo & they miss springs in
gardeny yogoharta & they likely are heartsick half the world
away for the smiling green-greens and the scented dark-darks
& the laughing-flirting campfires of nighttime summertime
java.


[First published in "Selemat Jalan, Mate", Marek Lugowski,
Kennewick/Chicago: A Small Garlic Press, 1996 ISBN 1-888431-07-5.
Available from Marek at marek@enteract.com or Kim at
sanrensi@teleport.com or Renay at renay@proaxis.com.]