THE CRACKED POT

She clutched a cracked pot

tight to her chest,

the crack a jagged scar

that almost lived and breathed.

Dropped from a great height

by unfeeling fingers

a long time ago,

the crack became a thing of beauty.

A scar sent by survival,

a cut to show the world it did not break,

nor shatter into a thousand

useless pieces on the floor,

but held itself together, somehow,

joined only by dust and grit and luck.

She keeps it in pride of place,

on a specially constructed shelf

where she can see the beauty

of its imperfections,

and feel the roughness of its mended skin,

her worn and precious pot.

©Roisin Duffy

TITLE: THE CRACKED

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