Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Reena Prasad writes


I grew up indifferent
to her great love of glass

Like a leech finding a plump leg,
she latched onto bowls, shakers
- glasses of every odd shape 
I am hooked now 
Glass is beautiful
Glass breaks
Glass is cool
Glass cuts
it stays beautiful
divided up or multiplied by thought

Stained glass is
even more so
A hymn and a choir
A prayer too
Somewhere on the way
she sent me off with duct tape
and I returned
with shards of her transparent gene 
I can no longer bear being opaque

 Image result for glass female painting 
Time Passing By -- Gyuri Lohmuller

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