beginning again
I feel the weight, the coldness in my hand.
pinch turn pinch turn pinch turn.
there is now an inside and an outside
the clay between my finger tips
holding and being held.
I could do these actions with my eyes closed
my fingertips tell me all I need to know.
sometimes I return the clay to a ball and start
all over again.
pinch turn pinch turn pinch turn.
there is now an inside and an outside
the clay between my finger tips
holding and being held.
I could do these actions with my eyes closed
my fingertips tell me all I need to know.
sometimes I return the clay to a ball and start
all over again.