My wares are small, unglazed
Earthen, barely worth a look
At markets and fairs I hawk them at.
Nearby are masterpieces of others.
If they could, my vessels of brevity
And awkward skill would blush
In the midst of gilded beauties.
Copyright 2020 Bruce Jewett
My wares are small, unglazed
Earthen, barely worth a look
At markets and fairs I hawk them at.
Nearby are masterpieces of others.
If they could, my vessels of brevity
And awkward skill would blush
In the midst of gilded beauties.
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