Tuesday Poem – I am Glass

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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7 thoughts on “Tuesday Poem – I am Glass

  1. I love the repetition of the central lines – it really pulls the poem into the centre and concentrates the image. And, me, too, I was thinking of Elizabeth Knox with the morphing sand.


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