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Ruth Ceramic Poem



The bog quakes

the hawk calls out.

The log crackles as it burns

grasses quiver

and the tree branches wave hello,

a greeting carried on the wave of the wind.

I am home.



written by Kolina Cicero
poem printed on cream clay with black ceramic ink. unglazed. measures about 6"x9".

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