My father’s father, before marrying my grandmother
asked of my mother’s father, ’How much gold will you give?’’
My maternal grandfather replied, ’’I will gift my sister
a grinding stone made of gold, thus hitting him with a nail
on the head. But only if you are able to drag it along with you.
So my father’s mother sat before the auspicious fire, a youngling
in utter trepidation. Her sister-in-law gifted her a cob ruby attikai
which she had saved up roasting raw groundnuts. Wonder-woman!
Wonder, fire, nail, gold
The Golden Grinding Stone
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Re: The Golden Grinding Stone
Very different, but beautiful
Re: The Golden Grinding Stone
A little difficult to follow, really have to concentrate, on who's who, but rewarding.