A Warm Fire, but Make it Feelings
It snowed again today,
left the earth encrusted and my body shivering.
It’s cold in here, and I think about
protected against the cold,
filling my arms with kindling,
gathering until I can gather no more,
coming home and building a fire
(Build a tinder nest,
and gently, gently,
coax a fire out of fuel and friction,
out of gentle determination).
I lie down instead,