[We needed fire to make], from Susan Stewart’s The Forest

Grandfather Mt. and Boone 2005 024[We needed fire to make], an untitled poem from Susan Stewart’s collection The Forest.
 
 
We needed fire to make
the tongs and tongs to hold
us from the flame; we needed
ash to clean the cloth
and cloth to clean the ash’s
stain; we needed stars
to find our way, to make
the light that blurred the stars;
we needed death to mark
an end, an end that time
in time could mend.
Born in love, the consequence—
born of love, the need.
Tell me, ravaged singer,
how the cinder bears the seed.

 
 
 
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~ by samofthetenthousandthings on April 3, 2015.

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