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Image by Sony

Image by Sony

From the Mouth of the Irazú Volcano (Costa Rica) Filled with Flower Petals
by McCann, Filmed by Sony  (No Help From Chekhov)

I’d as lief they left
my lava alone.

If I wanted petals,
I’d live under a cherry tree–
hell, I’d live under a whole
cherry orchard.
I’d write plays
of gloomy paralysis,
the intellectual class going
kaput.

But my harvest
is soot, and my flow glows
even in the eyes of those
wearing little round glasses.

I’ve grown a hole
in this mountain,
filled it
with sky,
limned it
with fire,
rooted it
in rock–charging ahead
to the blossoming of ash
that all cultivate
in the end,
even ad men,
women,
playwrights,
and when I use the word ‘lief’,
it has an I in it.

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A rather silly draft poem for the wonderful Susie Clevenger’s prompt on Real Toads about a quite remarkable video made of flower petals dropped in a volcano (the idea to show the high quality of the color of the computer screen.)  All my best wishes to Susie and her family.