Thursday, May 14, 2009

Mosaic Art

We slither under the jetty
to gather granular sediments
(clay, not fish excreta).

Behind the steel posts of the guard-fence
in the scorching heat of the kiln
and under the force of our will—
pots take shape.

Unfinished. We carve and glaze
and shatter! Mosaic art,
create/destroy/create:
sublime cycle of urges.

mosaic; wilful; fence; post; jetty; granular; sublime; scorching; excrete; guard; carve; sediment; slither; glaze; finish

words courtesy of Read Write Poem
Collection available! Knocking from Inside

2 comments:

Linda Jacobs said...

It is sublime, isn't it?

Great metaphor!

Raven's Wing Poetry said...

Good use of the words and good imagery. I like this one.

-Nicole