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Crude dove, clay piggy bank, on your grieving back a sign, something that barely deciphers you. My people, how-shouldering your sorrows, beaten and subdued-how did you manage to accumulate naked science?
Black prodigy, magic matter raised to the light by blind fingers, minute statue in which the earth's most secret essence unlocks its languages for us,
Pomaire's earthen pitcher in whose kiss earth and skin congregate, infinite forms of clay, vessels' light, shape of a hand that was mine, movement of a shadow that calls me, you're a gathering of hidden dreams, indestructible, ceramic dove!