Glass is an untamable medium, continually floating in the lingering discourse between Art and Craft. I try to control and manipulate glass dust into precise patterns, but once the work is loaded into the kiln, heat and physics take over
*With gratitude to all who contributed to this crowd-sourced list poem following my social media inquiry
I’m so sorry that happened to you.It makes sense...
This poem is part of the special section, New Poems of U.S. History, reflecting on the 250th anniversary of the Declaration of Independence selected by editors...
This poem is part of the special section, New Poems of U.S. History, reflecting on the 250th anniversary of the Declaration of Independence selected by editors...
