How To Fight
Fire:
A) your eye begins to see the smoke
there is no flame
only the left over smudge
of yesterday’s burn
now a mere horizontal smog
B) all those sexual fits
as if it was the most important
thing in life
being vertical
being released from certain
tensions being being being
a spent bean
buried in dirt
C) the radio says the fire
crews have been called off,
river fog was enough,
from the front porch you cling
to logos & comedy
think of all the Becketts
who dwell on Blue Lick Pike
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Great form.
Wow. I love it.
And the ending brings us right back to this place.
You make a lot of intuitive and associational leaps here, Jim. I’m not sure I follow them all exactly, but I love coming among for the ride.
Great ending!
a spent bean
buried in dirt – amazing
and kudos for using the word logos in a poem!
“river fog” put out the fire
river fog was enough,
a spent bean/buried in dirt
REally like these lines.
You give permission with this one Jim
That B verse is deep
I’ll have to try better