Glassworks by Raymond A. Foss
Mesmerized, watching The skill, artistry Effortlessness in the heat Of the sweating craftsmen In the beach air On the Vineyard
Living, Molten glass, clear Droop on the shaft Entering the Orange maw Mouth of the furnace
Glow yellow from the warming Glistening wet Grow with the blow Liquid and free
Spin and catch Supple flesh Add color and form Enter again Translucence now Hot gases Fill the space Wipe brow Enter again
Cool and gel Cut from the pipe Clutched like a robin’s egg By a toddler’s wonder Placed to firm and harden Into permanent wonder
Written 6/20/04 14:06, about Martha’s Vineyard Glassworks, somewhere I spent hours, over many summers in the 1990’s watching bowls, pictures, and more, come to life.
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