Jade Cabbage
Poem
Wrapped in rawness cracked, mottled, refuse from the mines.
But knowing hands feel deep its form and sculpt new lines.
Rising from the rigid point and settling dust the once dull shines.
Wrapped in rawness cracked, mottled, refuse from the mines.
But knowing hands feel deep its form and sculpt new lines.
Rising from the rigid point and settling dust the once dull shines.