posted Feb 16, 2010
I am against them. People are always talking and talking while they are making them. I am against prose pottery. I am against mindless, free-association pottery. I am against love pottery. I am against free clay pottery. I am against the hundreds of forms of formal pottery. I am against pottery as a fine art. I am against pottery workshop programs all over the country that turn out thousands of master artisans every year making competent pots but who will never make a beautiful pot. They compete with my true-to-life and lovely pots at the local charity bazaar. I am against Creative Shaping teachers who tell students though they have issues, they too can make pots. The art of pottery should be like it used to be. Now more people make pots than use pots. I am against people saying what we need is a new marketing scheme. I got it. What if we make everyone write poetry to inscribe on their pots? That should cut down drastically on the number of people making pots.
© 2010 Paul Dickey
What Wisconsin Took. His poetry has appeared recently in Rattle, Sentence, Mid-American Review, Free Lunch, Crab Orchard Review, and Linebreak. His poetry manuscript They Say This is How Death Came Into the World was named as a semi-finalist in the 2008 Sentence Book Award contest, and will be published by Mayapple Press in late 2010. To learn more about him and his work, please visit his website.is the author of
Dickey’s poem “How You Prove Anything and Everything” also appears in this issue.