MIRAGE.

Fay Slimm.

Mirage.


As I caught the scent of crystalline 
charm I felt I must buy it.


Inside the shape
of blown-glass were imaginary forms
of curled serpentine convolutions. 
Paperweight spirals
snaked upward, black-lined core 
transformed writhing tendrils 
of scintillation from asp 
into fish then serpent then  bird.

Meandering talent
wrought sinuous kinks from wavering
images of silver-pearl frames, 
swirling forms revealed
nature in movement, a unique talent
coiled reptilian likeness 
by fluent changes in congealed space
as entwined silhouettes 
rotated throughout lit opalescence.

Encased in transparent artistic whirls
of configuration both sculptor 
and I shared the excitement of blown 
shape-shifting mystery.

Clearly bent on twisting
my heartstrings that vitrified mirage 
sensed I could not resist.

And as I viewed the aim of petrified
glass I knew I must have it.

 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 3rd, 2018 03:34
  • Comment from author about the poem: The paperweight unfortunately is not the one I saw and wrote about - but the interior is similar and hope you enjoy. the read.
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Comments5

  • orchidee

    A fine write Fay. I saw something as old as me - a petrified decorative fossil, of about 200 million years ago. Don't drop it on a hard surface, it might shatter after all those years!

  • Lorna

    I'm mad about paperweights! I'm so glad you got your hands on it!!! Better than all the jewelry in the world.
    Lovely images Fay...

  • Goldfinch60

    Paperweights can be so magical to look at, as are your words.

  • Michael Edwards

    There are some beautiful examples of the glass makers art about and you have captured the excitement so well Fay.

  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    Thank you FAY ~ GLASS is an awesome material ~ a supercooled liquid, which is why it is transparent. The form of 3D glass objects d'arte is infinite and I am always intrigued by them. I am a Technical Glassblower and can make & repair Scientific Glassware ~ OK. ANGELA has a collection of Glass and also Lladro Pottery. I love the language in your Poem it brings the World of decorative Glass alive ! Entwined silhouettes ~ rotated throughout lit opalescence ! You came ~ You saw and the GLASS conquered YOU ! Another perfect Poem ~ Yours as always BRIAN. Love the photo ~ Thanks.



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