I appreciated the unique telling of the intersection of poetry to pottery; for a brief moment they intersect since they are both art, both expressions of an artist's soul, but unlike pottery poetry cannot be mended, or repurposed or recycled in any form (almost everything else follows that path, food, plants, etc as noted in the poem). Poetry is exempt from that, it sort of collects, especially when the artists does not like it, but I'd say to hell with those poems, this right here is an absolute masterpiece!
I adore Rania's title...
the title explains a great deal for interpretation.
to be sculpted and come to life, as poetry... So beautiful and yet so delicate and can easily break a spirit... ton of thought process within the title alone!
Her format and word structure is refreshing!
From start to finish, this metaphoric poem is a rich and pure delight!!