No, I am not loopy, but these pots are...can you see I am HAVING THE TIME of my life in the studio? Aside from horrible January weather, it has been the best January of my life...really rolling and having fun. Thanks for listening, have a great Thursday!
(new pottery by Gary Rith)
| Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Four: Time and Eternity VI |
| MY cocoon tightens, colors tease, | |
| I ’m feeling for the air; | |
| A dim capacity for wings | |
| Degrades the dress I wear. | |
| A power of butterfly must be | 5 |
| The aptitude to fly, | |
| Meadows of majesty concedes | |
| And easy sweeps of sky. | |
| So I must baffle at the hint | |
| And cipher at the sign, | 10 |
| And make much blunder, if at last | |
| I take the clew divine. |
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That sweet whimsical pig flying on that lid made me smile.
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