Above The Fire - Poem by Peter Sacks
Above the fire a man floats in a boat.
Above the fire a woman is devoured by a snake,
The leaves are yellow alongside & in the wake
the trunks & branches
mirror one another, black, rain-soaked.
And now he's old. He trails a hand until it snares
Clouds break above the buildings
where there had been none.
The snake is old, its jaw completely
unhinged for the swallowing.
There was a continent.
Below, the last gods bum along with their last
no smoke, no film, no evidence.
The gold-shagged blizzard of the willow
Climb down. Prevent.
He leans back & the oar drips like no other memory.
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