Cinders Rising

There is in D.G. Jones A Throw of Particles a poem called “Heavens”. It is a short poem but it opens up to words beyond. It begins with stars and carries on in opportunities of conversation that are ironically circumscribed.

The ferocious stars
keep their distance, become
a conversation piece

The phrase “ferocity of the stars” has been encountered in “Dance Steps” earlier in the collection. There one is treated to the cliche image of sparks flying from a fire into the night sky yet the reader is left with more than the canopy of stars to contemplate.

[…] Dance
then, the bonfire whirling
fossils to the black stars

One recalls Joni Mitchell’s “Woodstock” and its reference to billion year old carbon.

And so for day 337

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