I am made of irises and daisies

of coffee black mange tak
of porcelain slip at twilight
of cracked clay under little chairs
and embers filling the air

I am made of church bell birds chittering in trees

of warm bread candle wax drips
of fox cries diluted in tonic
of sidewalk slugs on cloudy days
and all the light that falls between

// Created at Guldagergaard International Ceramic Research Center