Collection Seven: Pyres celebrates the inner fire in us all, from the smoke to the explosions to the sparks. Be it a guiding light, encouraging beacon, or doorway to another realm of existence, flame is a definite and hungry demonstration.
Through evocative imagery and vibrant storytelling, Collection Seven: Pyres explores personal connections to flame and revels in the streak of creativity that gave birth to words.
When I burn, I experience the height of life. All that matters is the moment and the ripple of heat. My imagination runs away from me. On the tip of a flicker I ride, strengthening in the wind, bending with it.
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Heat, too, comes to mind in response to pyres. Hard, cracked dirt and yellow, brittle grass. Dark spots on green leaves in august, as if the world has stubbed out a thousand cigarettes on the foliage. The grease on my face becomes a sticky, sweaty mask. Heat is oppressive. Fire is not.
I invite you to enjoy Fired and perhaps for a precious moment embrace the heat.
I burn as I am meant to
Hot and smokeless
No black shroud hangs ‘bout my shoulders
Trailing ash . . . please continue reading here and feel free to share your beautiful thoughts!
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