hold the wind in my arms
ghost trees toss
their shrouds of
pale cloth
while wave-feathers trail
white-peacock fringes
behind surges
irreparable
over rocks
as my tin-can heart
soaks up
songs from
half-forgotten harmonicas
I’m poised
a broken-bevel jewel
seeking kintsugi
to gild old scars
kintsugi is the Japanese art of mending broken pottery with strands of gold lacquer
Photo: Claire Doble
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Lovely piece Claire, – ‘half-forgotten harmonicas’ is terrific image. So like that kintsugi is about noticing the scar or broken-ness of the cup rather than hiding it, repairing it or glossing it over. (Nice photo too, is that Port Kembla in the far distance? – my home town).
Thanks Peter – yep that’s looking towards Port Kembla
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