Poetry inspired by the National Glass Centre in Sunderland.
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Broken
Poem written by professional writer Anne Loadman.
The glass, goblet, rolled across the dining table,
spilling its ruby liquid,
and smashing,
percussive and shrill,
as it landed
on the wooden boards below.
Broken,
useless now,
it lay,
motionless.
Yet, in the glow of the hearth,
the shattered shards
refracted the light,
echoing the sunset colours of fire flame.
Smaller pieces twinkled
against the blackened boards
like pin prick stars in a midnight sky.
In death, it held such beauty.
It’s demise, a metaphor
for the fragility of life.
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