It was written in June and JulyтАжbut yes the timing is wild, in the same way the kinship series with so much focus on the land and water was just after hurricane HeleneтАжthough I suppose when you invoke nature in writing in this era, how could you not bump up against its strain.
This feels aptly timed, Brian, though no doubt it was written some time ago.
An arresting and beautiful poem.
I am captured by this stanza. For me, it could be an entire poem itself.
If I survive the terrible forest
and the hills do not break my body
and I arrive at the fire that fuels
the dance through these hills,
I fear what one becomes
for in fire the physical is consumed,
trunk charred then limbs blackened
and all brought low to earth and ash.
It was written in June and JulyтАжbut yes the timing is wild, in the same way the kinship series with so much focus on the land and water was just after hurricane HeleneтАжthough I suppose when you invoke nature in writing in this era, how could you not bump up against its strain.
IтАЩm glad you liked this piece!