from Fireweed Poems
| Romances: (1) and (2) |
| Romances: (3) and (4) |
The flower was simply there,
undiscovered, waiting almost,
blooming in an abandoned field.
There were roads nearby.
And a noise that made them
uneasy about lingering too long.
They had all come to study it. And
debate its form, structure, origin,
next of kin.
There was the problem of a name.
And epithets. And, of course,
there was the issue of a sample.
Should they risk transplantation?
Would a leaf be enough? No, they
all knew, although not one of them
dared speak it out loudThey must have
a flower. Yes: a single, whole, complete,
flower. And a fitting name, of course.
That is how they found them. All standing
stones frozen in a circle about a mysterious
empty center. Outstretched hands gesturing,
(Image: Fireweed, late Summer: (Epilobium angustifolium) A circumpolar species, known for
its beauty, and for its being one of the first plants to reappear on burnt ground.)
Fireweed Poems-Songs of Love and Loss: A Cycle of 24 Poems
strophe: an order of movement which articulates itself into stanzas or groupings or clusters
of an irregular number of lines of irregular length; alternatively, in the original Greek meaning,
a complementary back and forth between the two sides of the orchestra.
katastrophe: the conflicting orders of movement of degenerative chaos and disaster; alternatively,
in the original Greek meaning, "the return to a point of rest and axial equilibrium of a lyre string
after it has ceased to vibrate," which is, therefore, once again in a state of neutrality.
| Romances: (1) and (2) | | Romances: (3) and (4) |listen in RealAudio (c. 4' 15") |