Tim Carmichael Poet Free verse

Benign Bliss Burn

Benign Bliss Burn

The kindling catches where opposites meet  
light shadow bitter sweet the indrawn breath  
before the plunge my ribs crack open like a seed  
split by its own green urgency this is not death  
but something rawer the body saying yes  
to its unmaking watch how fire gentles  
what it takes the way August burns the valley brass  
and still the grasses bow grateful every particle  
remembers its first fusion that stellar Yes  
before the cosmos learned the word for No  

So when your hand finds mine in the downpour  
when the charge between us grounds and grounds again  
I recognize this the lightnings tender violence  
the hearts insistence that all breaking is a door  
we are the rain becoming steam becoming rain  
each form a forgetting each forgetting deliverance  

The blaze says soften the wound says more  
and breath by breath I learn the ancient discipline  
of burning without smoke of heat that holds no scorn  
of standing in the fire until the fire is worn

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