"Indian Scribe's Desk In Cypress Wood "
I see him, squatting on the ground, on a mat.... This public writer writes a lot of things.... He knows how to read and write. With his transportable desk under his arms, he moves to crowded places every day... So he spends his life in the souls of his clients, he flies over their sorrows, he gets enthusiastic about happy events, he frowns when drafting notarial documents or administrative requests. His wooden scribe, this cypress, has survived him. The traces of ink in the drawer tell us... Today it has become a pretty little decorative piece of furniture... which has a soul.