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wheel thrown pottery coils of clay willingly yield- master potter's touch  . . © 2019 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved. . .
I gather Broken bits of clay Broken pieces of glassMend them together To forget 
First the mud was dredged from the reeded river by the potter’s boy who slid his hands in the cool sludge and made his friends with the wet earth. In the studio, the inert mass waited to be yanked off in chunks, to be shaped by adroit hands – like...
Pots         Everywhere.               Glaze on the table.         People building animals. Teapots strewn around the room.         Teacher telling what to do.
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