Tuesday, April 03, 2012

Someone LIghts a Fire

seasoned woodfire oak,

exhales into the gray ocean air,

the two entwine in

gray, tinged with space

tinged with salt

tinged with a memory of snow that rests on breathing

here a whale is breathing

here a slug is breathing

baby ant breathing

newt, salamander, frog breathing

sisters and brothers, mothers, all beings


words crumple in a damp newspaper ball,

damp fir twigs

cardboard toilet paper roll


the oak, a gift from her teacher

someone lights a fire

pīti softens the corners of the room.

Marajina Samaneri

March 26, 2012

Aranya Bodhi Hermitage

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