22. a poem about building or
creating something by hand
Ephemeral Artist Creates
Clay Display
One mould creates
a family, a whano,
sombre faces, introvert
winsome, wild. He is
their life-giver -
they populate the park.
Glued with clay
whether to tree trunk
or shards of historic
crockery, they are deep
in thought, deeply
offering thanks.
Fired, they gleam with
another heat - lit from
within, they embed
themselves in popular
memory: not just pottery -
a gallery of graces.
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