Tuesday Poem – I am Glass

by SK

Dale Chihuly
Temperate House Mille Fiori, 2005

Slow flow thickening when upright
transparent enough at first glance
but a harder stare only stares back
I remember sand
I remember heat, enough to run
my surface blurs, haunted
by every touch
idle or otherwise.

 

 

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