Paul Fattaruso
from Village Carved from an Elephant's Tusk

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A disused barn catches

fire in the night. Now

the farmer is watching.

 

The fire is white like a dream

of fire, an approximate dream.

 

The farmer has an instinct

that fire, all fire, issues from within—

it leaks out. It is a leak.

 

Little flecks of it break loose,

then they’ve vanished.

 

More white fire leaks from the barn.

The danceplay of the flames

is an unrepeatable oath.