Poetry plaque with orginal poetry. Wording picked out in underglaze, centre with deep rich over glaze.
We normally frame our large poetry pieces, but this time we wanted to try preserving the feeling of something made from raw clay.
What has emerged is a stunning ‘star’ poem, in which words of poetry radiate outwards from a rich glazed sun.
40 cm by 33cm (approx)
The poem used is this one, which was taken from Chris’s advent collaboration book (which you can order from here.) It is a poem reaching for a way to describe what happens when a sense of the divine lands in the mess of ordinary humanity.
Open the sky
Open the sky and let some light in
Let this night be night no longer
Let stars shine down in shafts of love
Illuminating the ordinary things
All down with dirt and common use
Let donkeys laugh out loud
For now the basest things
Are all silvered up in grace
Lubricated with kindness
For he is coming
Not to penthouses, or to plump our cushions of comfort
Or to stroke the fragile ego of celebrity
Not to strengthen the armies of the powerful
Or to expand their empty empires
Not to shape a new cathedral from seductive certainty
Or to doctor our old doctrines
He is not coming to the exclusive religious few
But to you;
The mess of you
All your brokenness
All your failure
He comes in the certain knowledge that
You will fail again
So open the sky and
let some light in