Sculptor by Mary Tang



You push your thumb

into the hollow of my cheek and

frame my face without seeing

these unborn eyes

seeking yours.

I sway with you

this way and that

held by a cradle of fingers

your fingers tracing every outline of my being.

In silence I beg you

breathe into me

bring life to these eyes – my eyes

to see those hands – your hands

that will crush me

as in your eyes

I am but


(c) Mary Tang 鄧許文蘭

Sculpture by Mary Tang

Sculpture by Mary Tang

About Mary Tang

An urban orchardist everyday, a volunteer regularly, a poet sometimes and a blogger since March 2015. I travel when I can. Food is a constant.
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17 Responses to Sculptor by Mary Tang

  1. taphian says:

    Just overwhelming, dear Mary, you are a real artist in words and in clay, have a nice day, kind regards Mitza

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  2. robert okaji says:

    Wonderful! I love the progression!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. oglach says:

    Excellent poem, Mary and a beautiful sculpture, too.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. This has really touched me this morning, thank you

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