Northwords Now Issue 37

The FREE literary magazine of the North

She that will have a pot out of the clay

by Lydia Harris

(after ‘Troilus and Cressida’ Act 1 Scene 1)

She tarries the puddling, the pounding, the kneading,
she tarries the mixing with grog and dung,
the smoothing, the moulding, the squeezing.
She tarries the stabbing, the dragging,
the gouging, the firing and the cooling.
She stays for the settling, the fusing, the slaking.


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