Luring the Universe to Speak

All-but-blank miniatures,
Well-carved but lacking in details,
Are difficult to defend

Against complaints that the art
Lacks dimensionality
Or interiority.

They’re little stones, each of them,
Carved by someone who believes
The cosmos speaks through rubble,

Wayside gravel, crumbling cliffs,
Someone trying to begin
A conversation more than

Single-sided, if lacking
Full intricate dimensions.