Monday, May 07, 2007


There are potters who intentionally fracture
their elegant vases, gluing the curved clay shards back together.
There are those who claim, true or not, that bones
are stronger where they've mended.

Vase and bone are momentarily motionless,
held within the sure arc of our arms,
while the world's vastness spins out its unceasing gyrations,
the grinding and shattering of an unpeaceable kingdom.

For this small moment before we resume our breaking,
oh beloved,
will you hold me?


Blogger Stray said...


MB, this is amazing.


5/07/2007 3:31 PM  
Blogger TDharma said...

this is extraordinary, MB. Given my recent accidents, I feel this one both physically and emotionally! Beautiful use of language. Sigh.

5/07/2007 3:59 PM  
Blogger zhoen said...

Thank you, I for one, really needed you to post a heartrending poem today.

5/07/2007 4:01 PM  
Blogger snowsparkle said...

"before we resume our breaking.... will you hold me?"

oh, mb... you have no idea how soundly these words reverberated in my world right now. nor how much hope they gave me. it's just the way of things... breaking and mending. thank you.

5/07/2007 8:14 PM  
Blogger Bitterroot said...

Oh my it's wonderful to have you back, MB. Thanks for yet another reminder of so many of life's truths.

5/07/2007 8:57 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Take hold
The object
Of motion

Its form
It will heal

The world's
each rotation

Our makers
Potters Wheel


5/07/2007 9:02 PM  
Blogger Clare said...

This is beautiful and bittersweet too. Thank you.

5/07/2007 9:09 PM  
Blogger Tall Girl said...

Worth waiting for this one... an unbreakable poem.

5/07/2007 11:59 PM  
Blogger Sky said...

MB, this gives me pause...I think about the war - broken bodies, some being pieced back together; about the sunrise as it breaks the horizon to bring healing light; about broken hearts, longing for relief and connection. I realize why I have missed seeing you here, and I am so very grateful to once again read your beautiful words.

5/08/2007 2:35 AM  
Blogger Fred Garber said...

Powerfull and wise!

5/08/2007 7:05 AM  
Blogger robin andrea said...

I am so moved by the grinding and shattering of an unpeaceable kingdom. A life spent wanting it to be otherwise.

5/08/2007 7:41 AM  
Blogger alan said...

So many images...

so beautiful!


5/08/2007 10:53 AM  
Blogger polona said...

oh, this is wonderful, mb!
speaks to me in many ways...

5/08/2007 1:55 PM  
Blogger Pat Paulk said...

In any relationship there will be breaking, don't care for that much. But, the mending is alright!! The ending is perfect!!

5/08/2007 3:02 PM  
Anonymous marja-leena said...

Very very powerful and moving, MB, thank you!

5/08/2007 3:07 PM  
Blogger Pauline said...

vases and bones may be stronger for having been broken and mended, but not hearts...

5/08/2007 6:02 PM  
Blogger leslee said...

Very nice.

5/08/2007 6:41 PM  
Blogger leslee said...

Also, what Pauline said.

5/08/2007 6:42 PM  
Blogger rdl said...


5/09/2007 4:45 AM  
Blogger mm said...

I don't know how you do it, MB. This is quite magical.

5/09/2007 7:30 AM  
Blogger mm said...

.. and I meant to say too that, as Sky has pointed out, this poem has global as well as personal meaning for me. It is all the more powerful for that.

Clay shards.
Unceasing gyrations.
Unpeaceable kingdom.
I love the way you use words.

5/09/2007 9:26 AM  
Blogger mermaid said...

The analogies are perfect. The picture holds the source at the center. You are asking someone, something to hold you, as sure as you ask yourself.

5/09/2007 11:47 AM  
Blogger MB said...

Stray, funny how poems can become newly appropriate after they're written. Thanks.

tdharma, I'm sure you've fulfilled your quota for a while.

zhoen, (o)

Snowsparkle, I'm glad it had particular meaning for you. Thank you.

Bitterroot, thank you. As you know, it's in the looking.

Anonymous, wonderful, thank you!

Clare, isn't it all in the end? ;-)

TG, you are generous. Thank you.

Sky, a very thoughtful read. Thanks.

Robin Andrea, oh me too.

Alan, there is much beauty to be found if we look!

Polona, thank you very much. I'm glad.

Pat, thank you.

Marja-Leena, thank you for reading.

Pauline, I'm not really sure if any of them is. Broken, mended, and thereby transformed — the last being very individual, I imagine.

Leslee, thank you. Also what I said to Pauline. ;-)

rdl, thanks!

mm, I'm glad to have you here. The way you and Sky read the poem is much the way I intended it, from the large to the small and back again.

Mermaid, the source at the center is a good way to put it.

5/09/2007 2:43 PM  
Blogger floots said...

so poignant
thank you

5/10/2007 3:21 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I wonder if the heart is bone or clay? No I don't, actually. I know.

Great shot, mb. Beautiful words.

5/10/2007 11:14 AM  
Blogger Michelle (a.k.a. la vie en rose) said...

that last stanza is truly wonderful!

5/10/2007 11:44 AM  
Anonymous tongue in cheek said...

that last line
perfection true.

5/10/2007 2:21 PM  
Blogger Lori Witzel said...

Brings to mind Kabbalistic mysticism regarding creation -- the breaking of the vessels -- and our charge, to gather the shards and reassemble them.

Lovely reminder, especially since this vessel feels mighty emptied out.


5/11/2007 7:49 PM  
Blogger Patrick M. Tracy said...


Beautiful. I need to come by more often.

5/13/2007 8:30 PM  
Anonymous Sara said...

Nice. The first stanza alone feels like a complete poem to me.

5/14/2007 4:17 PM  
Anonymous Eileen St. Lauren said...

My, my, my, you are up in the stars with your words. What a wonderful poet, writer you are.
Keep writing.

5/15/2007 11:56 AM  
Blogger MB said...

Floots, much appreciated, thanks.

Charlie, malleable, growing, hard or soft depending on conditions, the heart has things in common with both, but in my view is neither, for it pulses and some would say it feels. Glad you enjoyed the pic. There's more there than first glance would suggest.

Michelle, thank you!

Corey, what a generous comment!

Lori, I'm not familiar with Kabbalistic mysticism, but what you've described fits with a few metaphors I've been pondering for a long time. I may have to follow that one up just to satisfy intellectual curiosity.

Patrick, always good to see you here. Thank you.

Sara, I'm glad you enjoyed any part of it! ;-)

Eileen, welcome and thanks for stopping by. Your comment is appreciated!

5/15/2007 2:48 PM  
Blogger marlyat2 said...


Lovely idea...

I like that bit of re-humanizing in a moment of stasis.

5/22/2007 8:54 AM  
Blogger Dale said...

Oh dear. Hoping this is not as immediate and topical as it sounds.

Very beautiful.

(Quibble: I wonder about taking the word "back" out of the second line?)

In any case -- xoxoxo.

5/27/2007 7:47 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Marly, all we can do is be human. It's the best we can do and all we can do.

Dale, other than that it is always happening every single moment, no, not in the way you mean. The quibble is appreciated! Thank you.

6/06/2007 7:42 AM  

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