The Sage Discards the Modern Style

it is addressed thusly:

A thought.
it reads:
I've heard it said somewhere they mock
The uncarved block;
What folly! Would they, though, live to see
Man's stupidity?
To wit - does a concrete cube and a sphere
A garden appear?
They want a clean line-- fine, I'll be excused
It is just reduced;
In the simple is always seen something nascent
For those patient;
What bird might come o'that conglomerate ball
Will Atlas call?
I laugh, and I half believe what folly I tell
It is just as well;
The uncarved block comes of a single stroke
Thus I spoke!
From grinding of a thousand wheels therefore
Is simple no more.

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