Three Artists

Three artists in three different media: Bob, on the left, is the potter whose exhibit I recently introduced you to; Hazel, the painter,  is also a former colleague who, although retired continues her artwork.  Both she and Bob, who is still teaching,  had been department heads in the fine arts department in the school where we all taught our individual disciplines as colleagues.  Peter, on the right, is the glass blower who  had the privilege of having each of us as instructors. He was in one of my English classes as an eighth grader. How time flies!  To see some of Peter's glasswork that I posted previousl, click here. To learn more about Hazel, stop here.
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APRIL POETRY MONTH POEM #9

The Hand
by Mary Ruefle
The teacher asks a question. You know the answer, you suspect you are the only one in the classroom who knows the answer, because the person in question is yourself, and on that you are the greatest living authority, but you don’t raise your hand. You raise the top of your desk and take out an apple. You look out the window. You don’t raise your hand and there is some essential beauty in your fingers, which aren’t even drumming, but lie flat and peaceful. The teacher repeats the question. Outside the window, on an overhanging branch, a robin is ruffling its feathers and spring is in the air.