Life…a poem

I think part of our problem
is that we think life
should make sense
be neat
have edges
but the truth is
life
is messy
it’s full of questions
but no answers
full of splatters
and washes
hiccups
and
lots of starts
and stutters
it’s never finished
until it’s over
and there are
surprises
at every turn
it’s full of music
and joy
sadness and
confusion
there’s a lot
of anger and
rage
and tons
of fun
and
scary parts
I mean
that’s pretty much
what it’s all about
and just to keep it
interesting
we never know
what’s going to happen
next

Poetry…

through
poetry
our
heart
is
able
to
tell
us
what
we
need
to
know

love…

I
don’t
know
how
to
start
over
I
don’t
recognize
love
can’t
feel
it
I
think
he
took
that
with
him
when
he
died
or
rather
I
gave
it
to
him
and
I
don’t
actually
miss
it
because
it
was
his
from
the
start
but
it
is
strange
being
empty
all
the
time

These are two of my favorite things…Jesse’s dishes…I love the texture and the the cat and 31 design. They are so fabulous.

One of Jesse’s bowls…

More of Jesse’s pottery…

Some of Jesse’s latest pottery…2 pictures

Sun and Moon bowls Jesse made for me…

Another bowl from Jesse…

Jesse made this beautiful dish for me…