come, look closely
I am gold here
in between the pieces
broken
no longer broken
repaired
each crack
part of my history
this shimmering self
now
here
this is no disguise
no pretending
you don’t see the scar
it is the thick hot line
that shows you
how I traveled here
come, touch it
trace your finger
along its golden trail
there is poetry there,
can you feel it?
poetry from pottery!
Right? : )
So very comforting to me in these Velveteen Rabbit years of my life. Thank you, Jen.
Great analogy!! Velveteen Rabbit!
Is it Ok to use this photo image of the Kintsugi plate?
Hi Jo. That’s not my photo – but thank you for asking. I am pretty sure I used a public domain or copyright free image for that though so it should be OK to use. : )