glowing embers fired

within the open kiln

heating the pot inside

nearly two thousand degrees

blazing shape of clay

into a steel can is placed

with papers shredded fine

to etch upon its face

glazed pot explodes in color

designs of patterns form

distinct and uniquely their own

raku–ancient art of Japan

Raku pot

A photo of one of my Raku pieces. ย It’s a favorite art form of mine.

For Victoria’s Monday Morning Writing Prompt here: ย http://liv2write2day.wordpress.com/2011/01/31/monday-morning-writing-prompt-art-and-poetry/#respond

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  1. Oh my, Gayle, this poem is as lovely as the pots. I have to email the link to my son. Lovely. Thank you!


  2. I love this, Gayle, and I love raku. There is a potter outside of Reno who trained in Japan. We have several of his pieces. Incredible art, as is your poem. Thanks for responding.


    • Thanks so much, Victoria. I added this last piece when I went to that pottery festival in North Carolina several weeks ago. I could not pass up this artist’s beautiful work.


  3. Mold is set
    Fire to the touch
    Creation in one*

    enjoy my Dearest Bodhirose(+)
    soulbro* ๐Ÿ˜‰ xo–{–@


  4. It takes “fire” to make something beautiful.

    Your poetic process of making a raku was great. It was like the movements were being driven ceremoniously. ๐Ÿ™‚


  5. Very beautifully you have covered about this art.. Your words were as if covering a ritual.. ๐Ÿ™‚
    Love xxxx


    • I do remember once you shared with me that you loved pottery art.. isn’t it.. ? ๐Ÿ˜€


    • How nice your comment, Olivia. Thank you. Well, there are steps to take for this process so I guess in a sense it is a ritual.



      • It was equally wonderful to read this..
        You know certain recipes, art and I am sure pottery may as well be included are nothing short of rituals. I know a couple of recipes whereby one is just not supposed to ask the cook or even touch him/her while he/she may be preparing- or the dish goes bizarre!
        It’s like not to distract at all..
        Like alpana and rangoli, this pottery art also seemed to be a close cousin..

        Hugs xx


      • Your comment reminded me of back in my ashram days and while we prepared prasad we chanted continuously and were not to be disturbed either. Also, we weren’t supposed to make it if we had any strong negative emotions going on–they could “contaminate” the prasad.

        I guess there are many rituals and art forms where you have to keep your concentration and not be distracted. True…?



  6. wonderfully written gayle. you gave us a clear glimpse how it is made.


  7. You bring a lot of feelings of joy in everyone who comes across you i believe. ๐Ÿ™‚


  8. Yes Gayle,
    I am glad you could relate to it..
    There are certain pan- cake recipes whereby I really don’t allow anyone hover on my head.. One squeak and the entire thing goes bad..
    A lot of people laugh it off- but I still maintain how I was told by mom. Many rice- cake recipes, pan- cakes and even chutneys (spicy tangy sauce); they all need special attention while being prepared.. Even is someone utters- “why” or “how”, the thing just would go bad.. I don’t let my domestic go anywhere near when I am preparing kheer (rice- porridge)..
    Gosh, I am really liking how someone at the the farthest end of the globe can relate to my things.. isn’t really this a miracle..

    Actually, everything is- we have just stopped saying our prayers like we did in our school..
    Thanks for taking me back to my life when mom was around!

    Love you xxx


    • I’m so glad I could take you back to a time with your mother, Olivia.

      I’m sure a lot of people can relate. Some may even have certain “secret” ingredients that they may not want other people to know about–so out of the kitchen they go! ๐Ÿ™‚ I really liked hearing about your experiences and needing your own “space” while cooking.

      I think it’s great that two people from opposite ends of the earth can relate. It tells you that people probably have more in common with each other than we think. And of course the internet has made it possible for more people from other countries to come together. I love it.

      Love you too… xoxo


      • It won’t be out of place if I say that internet is yet another dimension that connects people besides telepathy and teleporting..

        Theoretically, it’s very much possible. All that the machine or our mind needs to do is play around with the molecules, disintegrating me here in India and travel to your country where it would again re- join till I would want to come back..

        The other possibility is that after I reach the molecular state, start vibrating at light’s frequency. That way, as soon as you finish reading this comment, I would be grinning at you by your side..

        I strongly feel science is just another terminology for mind. That’s the most powerful energy source. It can create and destroy even before one can realize!

        Let’s see how soon science does it..
        Love xxx


      • I believe what you say is possible (not even theoretically speaking) because I have read stories of yogi saints that have achieved just this very thing that you are speaking of. Once you reach a certain consciousness or vibratory rate, nothing is impossible. Again, I refer you to that book that we both love by Yoganandaji. These very things are related there. I am just starting to re-read it again–have lost count how many times now.

        And you are so right–the mind is an incredible tool/machine with the ability to do things most of us have not even started to realize.

        Please let me know beforehand when you make yourself spontaneously appear here by my side–otherwise it will startle me badly! ๐Ÿ™‚ But I welcome the visit.

        Much love,
        Gayle xo


  9. Thanks for linking this stunning poem. I remember it from before because I love raku. Guess I didn’t realize before that you work in it. Wonderful.



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