Nonet: Phases (For Adam) Poem by Jacqui Thewless

Nonet: Phases (For Adam)



Inside the earth, the white clay is full.
It is the potter who lifts it
up to the librating wheel,
gathering emptiness -
The interior
of the round jar
turns dark as
a new
moon.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
nomad omnia 20 March 2011

Mysterious...striking...skillfull. The embodiment of craftmanship. Love it Jacqui.

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