Thursday, February 2, 2012


Our hearts are fires.  And the small tinder
I was able to gather now soaks in the basin
in case I would think to start again
that radiant and consuming story
of a light burning for another.  

1 comment:

  1. Ahhh!!! I love this. It's not cliche at all, which can happen when we write about those huge things, like love. I love the relationship you pose between love and stories and their consuming nature. Thank you for your words.