I know Grace
who speaks to fire.
She tells this on herself
as if she doesn’t see
(I think she does, a bit)—
how when she’s building it
she’s quiet, except for music on.
Then when it’s laid to suit her,
she stands back,
affirms what she has done;
just before she strikes the match,
she turns the music down, and
with a flourish, “Burn,” she says,
and lights the fire.
—Joan Moore, from “Grace”
Painting Credit Vince Contarino
I love, love love this: “”Burn,” she says,/ and lights the fire.”