
Watching a potter beneath a hawthorn tree, the narrator imagines a journey through the pottery workshops and ceramic treasures of Europe, Egypt, China, and Japan. The potter's recurring song compares clay vessels with human lives, while the narrator considers how art follows nature. At noon a church bell ends the reverie, and the potter stops his wheel.
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow · Genre: Narrative Poetry, Philosophical Poetry · 4,101 words
Turn, turn, my wheel? Turn round and round / Without a pause, without a sound: / So spins the flying world away! / This clay, well mixed with marl and sand, / Follows the motion of my hand; / Far some must follow, and some command, / Though all are made of clay!
pottery · ceramics · craftsmanship · imagined travel · art and nature · mortality · human kinship
Keramos is listed on Textopian as a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, dated Date unknown.
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