Northwords Now Issue 37

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As Prayer

by Lydia Harris

Broken pots do multiply by land and by water.

Replenish them, restore them to our dwelling,
cloke them, let them clap their hands,
let them rest in quietness,
neither confounding nor dividing.
Deliver them from whirlwind and tempest.
Suddenly turn their dearth into plenty.


Grooved Ware
As PrayerPoem by Lydia Harris
'Energy is an attribute of objects'Poem by Lydia Harris
Folk Tapped PotsPoem by Lydia Harris
How I know youPoem by Lydia Harris
Pots StillPoem by Lydia Harris
She that will have a pot out of the clayPoem by Lydia Harris
The Words of the Pot to the SwallowPoem by Lydia Harris
Tracing the Lines Exhibition Tankerness House Poem by Lydia Harris