March 11, 2012 § 1 Comment

in an earlier life was
she a maker of vases?

I can picture her
at the wheel or
coiling dampened clay

fusing the coils
with a flat bone
held with fingers delicately
designed for such work

her head tilted
to better see the emergence
of perfect contour
her hair a single long braid
secured with a length of satin
or perhaps a simple
leather lace

and if I was there
would I have held the
same wonderment
as I do now?

seeing her as she
shapes everything she
sets her touch to

forming gifts
from unformed dreams
then rinsing the
residue from her hands
with tears of

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