Remember Poem

That was Pottery

Remember seeing those beautiful items as you entered the workshop?

Remember seeing the giant kiln as you walked around the workshop? 

That was pottery. 
Remember hearing that deafening kick wheel?

Remember the sound of your toothbrush scrubbing against your clay? 

That was pottery. 
Remember the nervous thought of what you were going to shape with your pottery?
Remember the feeling of excitement as you watched the roller shape a fish? 

That was pottery