Monday, June 6, 2022

Revery of Fire

Are you prepared for revery? Cold silence.
The fire's flickering flames are meant to bring
The mind to quietness so it can sing
Of purified scents and a new reliance
On comfort, on the ancient well-lit hearth
That warms each soul before it, flickers it
With rhyme and rhythm, metaphor and wit,
Contra Ashbery, Lyotard, and Barth(es).
A silence in her natural biorhythms,
The rhythms' flickering flames are pulsating
In ears and minds, are dancing, gyrating
Until from absence rises newer rhythms.
Art's killers face the judge and jury, flee--
Now flames can once again give revery

1 comment:

  1. I like this a lot! But I think you mean Ashbery, not Ashbury.

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