The Potter’s Wheel
The clay is wet, the wheel is fast,To make a shape that’s built to last.His fingers guide the rising wall,Before the spinning...
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“Mateo brings a touch of magical realism to his writing. He blends surreal imagery with beautiful everyday observations, creating dreamlike poems that challenge the reader's perception of reality, memory, and personal identity.”
The clay is wet, the wheel is fast,To make a shape that’s built to last.His fingers guide the rising wall,Before the spinning...
The smell of spices fills the air,Beside the crowded public square.He flips the tortillas with his hand,The finest artist in the land....
I look into the silver glass,And watch the fleeting moments pass.The face that looks right back at me,Is not the one I...