There’s something different
something special
sensuous, mysterious
fragile, unique
living, moving glass
unseen movement
but we believe it is there
can feel something different
not like marble or bronze
something rare and precious
the artistry in the creation
uniqueness of the molten form
shaped by skilled hands
oozing into place, sliding into shape
fired to be born
as from the earth
July 21, 2006 21:02
MFA glass exhibit – 1997- http://www.mfa.org/exhibitions/sub.asp?key=15&subkey=645; but see http://math.ucr.edu/home/baez/physics/General/Glass/glass.html
(Raymond A. Foss)
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