Design For A Salt-Glazed Jar Poem by Stephen Brian Brady
Design For A Salt-Glazed Jar
it had sailed horizon's rim
the ship without beauty of form
holding it's course
black against grey
it's stay now tilts it
over and against the round
as though it's paused
to listen to no sound
as the west-wind whips the waves
and sea-foam gutters
in starfish shallow graves
don't wonder at the seagulls cries
turning on one wing
spiralling across the sky
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