poem for We Write Poems, prompt #48, the art of making fire
the gentle art of making fire
rub any two words together.
add salts, same as soil does.
imagine no choice. falling free.
whisper desire into ears of wheat.
be father like stone. a seed.
be mother like rain. illuminate.
imagine breathing sky.
imagine tongue touching flint.
swim canyon like silt, chasing gravity.
sing fingers on butter face.
imagine children in pockets asleep.
imagine dreams like fruit then ripe.
imagine bare feet on a gravel bed.
milking sparks from summer soles.
flames were shadows first.
imagine the mouth of time.
the rakish nature of prayer.
splashing bright. don’t explain.
say little. ignite.
the way poems are coincident,
related to smoke.
neil reid © march 2011
6 April 2011 commentary:
I love to nibble at the edges of the real world dance of physics and chemistry (some say the natural laws of this reality we inhabit). Even to prepare for a poem by making sincere study of those “laws”; what do we know about the process involved. Maybe some of that will becomes bones within the poem, or maybe instead the first footfalls before imagination takes the helm, goes its’ own way down the road. Either way is fine by me.
I know (maybe it’s more belief) we are all deeply inside the process, like “fire” here for this poem and prompt. But I also want to feel at a visceral level the truth of such understandings, to know in my blood that it is so. That’s the connectedness I look for anyway. And I think there’s more to learn than only the physics of process, more than just the mechanical, but rather, how all that intimately relates to how we see and feel, how we participate in life.
I think science at root is poetic. I think truth at root is poetic.
All reasons enough to look and play this way.
As you might notice, the poem for me came first, and then by desire to see what else might come, the prompt for We Write Poems, so as to share this idea and prompt. We are all here, burning every day, consuming the very fabric of our world. I’ll hope what writers joined in this prompt find something interesting for themselves, maybe images seen now just for the very first time! ~neil