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Description
Rattle in the shape of a heart with a honeycomb hole pattern, about 2-1/2 inches high, 1-1/4 inches thick.

Olive wood, with a thin walnut wood back as a sounding board; 32 4mm glass balls inside; brass tube crosses interior hollow to hold cord. Handrubbed beeswax finish. Produces various sounds depending on orientation, and direction and speed of shaking. The carving shape and texturing look better in person.

(Also, because this image was made on a scanner, with the piece face down, if you look carefully you can see some of the glass balls resting on the inside of the holes...)

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There is a poem, Anoche Cuando Dormia, by Antonio Machado, which has lovely imagery.
Here is one verse:

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Anoche cuando dormía / soñé, ¡bendita ilusión!,

que una colmena tenía / dentro de mi corazón;

y las doradas abejas / iban fabricando en él,

con las amarguras viejas, / blanca cera y dulce miel.

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There have been many tries at translating it; here is one:

.....

Last night, asleep, I dreamed - blessed illusion! -

That there was a hive inside my heart,

And the golden bees in there were making,

Out of old bitterness, white wax and sweet honey.

.....

Description
Rattle in the shape of a heart with a honeycomb hole pattern, about 2-1/2 inches high, 1-1/4 inches thick.

Olive wood, with a thin walnut wood back as a sounding board; 32 4mm glass balls inside; brass tube crosses interior hollow to hold cord. Handrubbed beeswax finish. Produces various sounds depending on orientation, and direction and speed of shaking. The carving shape and texturing look better in person.

(Also, because this image was made on a scanner, with the piece face down, if you look carefully you can see some of the glass balls resting on the inside of the holes...)

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There is a poem, Anoche Cuando Dormia, by Antonio Machado, which has lovely imagery.
Here is one verse:

.....

Anoche cuando dormía / soñé, ¡bendita ilusión!,

que una colmena tenía / dentro de mi corazón;

y las doradas abejas / iban fabricando en él,

con las amarguras viejas, / blanca cera y dulce miel.

.....

There have been many tries at translating it; here is one:

.....

Last night, asleep, I dreamed - blessed illusion! -

That there was a hive inside my heart,

And the golden bees in there were making,

Out of old bitterness, white wax and sweet honey.

.....