Of Glasses and Poems

If I were not a poet,

I would be a glassblower.

The disciplines share a logic:

Heat.

Restraint.

Calibrated breath.

Unstable materials must first be tamed,

Then persuaded into a desired form.

Sand enters fire.

Language enters breath.

In each case, raw resistance must be guided,

not forced.

What slowly emerges as fragile

Is the lovechild of reason, faith, and science —

An interplay of delicate opacity with force,

Or, of primeval obstinacy with light

Where elements that do not agree must interact and hold — 

Until they meld for eternity.

Evolutionist nightmare: creation at its most exacting —

Less of mortal manipulation

than Divine expression.

Bionote: 
Emeniano Acain Somoza, Jr. considers himself the official spiritual advisor of his roommates, Gordot and Dwight – the first a goldfish, the other a Turkish Van cat. His works have been published in The Poetry Magazine, Moria Poetry Journal, Fogged Clarity, Everyday Poem, Loch Raven Review, The Buddhist Poetry Review, The Philippines Free Press, Troubadour 21, Full of Crow, Indigo Rising, Asia Writes, Triggerfish Critical Review, Troubadors 21, Gloom Cupboard, TAYO, Haggard & Halloo, and elsewhere. His first book, A Fistful of Moonbeams, was published by Kilmog Press in April 2010. His second, Kleenex Theory, published by Createspace-Amazon, came out in 2015. He is busy anthologizing emptiness and boredom at the moment.