Mesmerized, watching
Mouth
open observers
The
skill, artistry
Effortlessness
in the heat
Of
the sweating craftsmen
In
the beach air, hot,
On
the Vineyard, love.
Living,
moving
Molten
glass, clear
Droop
on the shaft
Entering,
awakening
Orange
maw open
Mouth
of the furnace
Reborn
anew.
Glow
yellow
Pulsing,
living
From
the warming
Glistening
wet
Solid
yet alive
Grow
with the blow
Liquid
and free.
Spin
and catch
Supple
flesh flap
Add
color and form
Enter
again, stretch,
Translucence
now
Hot
gases, expanding,
Fill
the space.
Wipe
brow, enter again
Cool
and gel, cut from the pipe
Clutched
like a Faberge egg
A
robin’s egg, fragile, held
By
a toddler’s fingers
Placed
to firm and harden
Permanent
stuff.
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edited
November 4, 2018
Glassworks
– v3
edited
November 3, 2018
Glassworks
– v2
Written
6/20/04 14:06
Glassworks
about
Martha’s Vineyard Glassworks
somewhere
I spent hours,
over
many summers in the 1990’s watching bowls,
pitchers,
pictures, and more, come to life.
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